Life
Life


Looking at the shooting star
Curious mind wondering what’s left behind the door ajar?
Soul tied to the body and the physicality that binds being
The world is driven by something that is not even seen
Wavering hopes and distorted dreams
Relentless efforts courageous and foolish at the same time seem!
Something that is sharper than the edge of the knife
An illusion they call ‘life’!