The Empty Bucket

Life is an empty bucket for filling up with memories, the sunshine of dark Era and the shadow of time , they both are working together to show the path of glory.

I'm bloomed up with truths, finding the alternative of mine, I'm trying to push myself more harder so that I can find the inner me,

The truth behind all the consciousness, the truth which lies in between two vertical interface,

I'm born and one day I'll end up this journey with a smile, the worst part of life is we live without knowing the darkest truth of Life, it's we are here for adding a new story.

The ink is being covered with the snow, I'm living with my foe,

The power of taking my soul back from the demonic possession, I'm filling up the blanks with the blessings and the devotion.

The demon is inside me, it's me who is hiding myself from getting the soreness of life, cuz I want to live my life with a great peace .

I can't breathe so long, I can't evolute the procession to get into the deep hole of struggle and sweat, they are already a part of it but I'm not.

I can't be a slave of greeds, I can't be a reason of my nightmares.

I'm a bird without wings, I want to fly higher and higher and higher .