While gazing at the stars i often wonder,
Whats that i am running from & running for?
In this endless journey of contentment & melancholy
What’s actually my eyes are looking for?
Entrenching things which redolent my world & burring things which break me apart,
Making memory’s with every mile I walk,
I often wonder what i am leaving behind & what i am glancing for?
My self accompanies for a longer period of time then others do,
& often i am pitied against my self.
A conundrum between my heart & my mind,
Often made me lose everything at once.
The murky phase in life test the protagonist within you
The crescendo misery scatter every bits & pieces in you
That’s when i wonder In this endless journey of contentment & melancholy,
What’s actually my eyes are looking for?…..