Cloudy and dusty are my memories
Strange and dark are my dreams
Fortunes were never kind to me
Struggle being my best companion
All my questions are bachelors
Never being married to an answer
I am still a solitary sailor in the deep sea
Driving the boat of my sad life
Broken and shattered are my dreams
Pitting the paint on the walls of my mind
And I fail to understand why every time the
destiny bombarded the little hopes I had too
I don’t remember at what point did I
loose that luminous smile on my rosy face
And when and why were the dark clouds
Filled in the bins of my expressions
The world may look empty and standstill at times
But the show of life must and will go on
As the paddle of life’s boat never cares
If the driver is weeping or warming!!
The meaning of life is akin to a lotus
Majestic in look, but connected to mud
Best meaning always sprout on no meaning
And no reason is the best reason to smile!!
