Jobs, Settlements, Me
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?