When task
assigned on hand,
Sleeping back at some place
I couldn’t dare come upfront and stand ,
Wearing a false mask on my face
Nearing no where to the destination,
I know im lagging last in the race.
And the bloody mind dragging me everywhere
Causin whirlwinds and naggin me till I care.
With no colour my day looks sterile and bare
And when I realise a day has gone by-
My nights become a nightmare.
Precious minutes, they never wait for me!
It runs so smooth and brake free
I’m deep inside this vicious tyhoon
I still think of shooting for the moon!
Evil spirits playin me a puppet
Mind doin the role of strings
I’m losing more, I less get
Not even in dreams my garden springs.
And this minute makes me feel-
Others are perfect and having fun.
I’m sobbing alone in a no man’s land,
Looking around everywhere , I could see
none!!
