I am
running around,
running
in a hurry
I am
pressing myself,
living
in a worry
A
worry exist in my conscience,
invisibly
free
Like a
burden always,
it remains
unaccustomed to me.
I am
crying,
don’t know
for what
Love, joy
& care
is to
be invariably sought
My feet
are tied,
tied with
a rope of hypocrisy
Guilty
I am maybe,
so is
my mind’s autocracy
I’ve
let the world ruled me,
rule
within thy odd
I’ve existed
although,
with a
reason unknown to God
Competing
with whom,
Who has
beaten me,
Probing
for what,
Holding
back my unfolded glee
Life is
just life
nothing
else could replace it
Desperate
I am trying,
to live
it’s each n every bit
Standing
now alone,
Under thy
dusky blue
Carrying
a promise to myself
to
liberate my soul through
Nervous
but unshaken,
My body
is turning cold
Closing
my eyes gradually
Protecting
all my lies untold.
-Unbound
©
