"Morrow! Get up now,
Life isn't seeking your tomorrow,
There is no time for useless sorrow"
I heard this from a rushing mob.
Just like them I dragged into rush,
The rush of people killing dreams with crush,
Like a robo force setting itself to hush,
Now I was no more a spectator.
I wanted to run away,
This machine life was killing me everyday,
There wasn't any harbour near bay,
And I was trapped like prey.
That day it was raining,
Gloomy clouds could see I was paining,
Deep inside I was draining,
And then they shown me an epitome.
It was a falcon struggling in the storm,
He was breaking every flying norm,
Opposing the thinking of swarm,
Why he was flying in such weather?
I noticed he was heading to home
Everyone was waiting for their chrome
Day was going deep into foam
I could see he was determined
Just then I realized
The dreams and decisions we've paralyzed
Never dare to climb over analyzed
Like we need to fight but in our way
Escape can't solve it
Machine life can't revolve it
But dream following can evolve it
That is reason for moving through the life
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Who am I? Unknown
PoesiaSometimes in life you can't wait for a human to answer your questions, sometimes you won't find anyone to listen you. A solitary traveller of life may vanish in the deadening life scenario, but somebody always guides and directs him. Can you hear w...
