My World
My World
Neither dwelling in the illusion
Nor in the fairyland
I giggled, sobbed in the past
have dreams for tomorrow
today...seems like a puzzle...
the more i dig into it,
the more it's getting entangled
but it's my desire
to live in the moment
every bit matters
I embrace my present
this moment is "my world"...
I am not screaming or silent
only striving to mould
suffering into pleasure
tears into smile
all upto me
which page i wish to turn...
time flies in a blink
need to take the leap
life appears a bumpy ride
seeking to spark in twilight
endeavouring to uncover me
and if this is "my world"
willing to ignite myself
in the fiery light...
