I am in between some happy and sad mood. Well and I am trying to hold on to the good one. Evading the urge to write another poem, to introspect. Awkward situation. Well you could say I am escaping, hiding. Even if confronting it produces better results or the satisfaction or rather it's the illusion, the addiction, the veil, it holds in store too much pain. Pain which only you get addicted to over time. A world which you can only abhor and equally crave for it at the same time. Pure lucrative veneer of promises which although hollow provide you with a haven to fuel your untamed world. A virgin place just for your eyes; of explosive, ferocious emotions, waiting to tell its miseries but even then content in itself. Bound by flesh, fueled by blood and lighted by the metal. Self-sufficient. It requires all your mental restraint to get consumed by this ethereal beauty that every mind is capable of delivering. True isn't it? We fail to see what lies in front of us. Hear the lullabies that we have been listening to since when we were toothless wonders. Unaware of the very existence of this immense power that lies in each of us.
Standing on the edge of this insatiable void
The heart reverberates across the boundless sea
Craving for a decision that shall decide its fate
Light or its nemesis it shall breathe.
Btw, I guess I just wanted to write something so thanks for bearing me.
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