I may not ask, why this?
I may not ask, how to?
But I'll always ask, choose me
The world won't ask to drive
The world won't ask to fly
But they'll ask, why me?
Traces of the act are discoverable
Footsteps of the trails are favorable
But we'll be still running to find them.
YOU ARE READING
Who am I? Unknown
PoetrySometimes 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...
