Listening to the voice of my soul
I think am enough old to make a decision so called 'bold'
Life is saying ' don't look away ' and live me with at least some way
Flowing wind through my window is calling me to be a part of it
I don't know whats acting as a obstacle in my head makes me apart from it.
Reading a book 'art of war' and thinking about the altitude pressure in 'BAR'
The chants of rudrams are making me crazy
seems like am in a temple and living a life which is Lazy
The world seems to be a dump of dreams
without understanding what i am going to be "A Being"
Life and death are not the related
My Soul is shouting 'you are born here but happy belated death '
Darkness surround the light, making light 'a shining black'
rusted emotions makes me think what is that 'which i really lag and Lack'
My Aimless life is feeling blues with losing spirit to live
the love which once holds me tight , seems like thinning blood vessels
and that's a sparking true .
writing code and following mail threads ,
doesn't make me think that i am not dead
Booting Routers and googling dreams
doesn't calm down my soul from continuous screams
Listening Music ,watching movies,reading books and eating
Playing foosball, chatting with friends and attending meetings
This is all i am doing , trying to run from my inner heatings
I know that's a F***ing cheating
Messed up Nights , void aim and searching soul for someone to blame
Energizing myself with Black coffee but nothing is helping to diminishing my inner flame
Burying myself under the Sun Beams and smashing my thoughts without any mean
Results in giving jerks to my life with a old thought of Atlas Shrugged " WHO is John Galt ?. "
BY - ADITYA DOGRA
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