Jobs, Settlements, Me

For two months

I strive to be stable

After being stable

I doubt my ability

"Am I that weak

On being chained"

These things keep on happening

What I am scared of is

"Do I need to carry regrets?"

Stories I've heard are the

Stories of alive humans.

Let it be on whisper

Or some evenings!

When and how I'll master

The secret of winning

Winning myself

Finding myself

I can't see the path

I can't imagine

Whatever I've achieved

"Publishing out poetry photography"

Is that all?

I'm tired of haunting myself!

I wanna travel

Do concerts

Go here, go there

Loving memories

Living everyday!

I'm not satisfied

I hurt somewhere

Some kind of fantasy

I am missing

The warm charm

The restless harm

Am I stuck in the middle

Or did I not begin yet?