Just staring at screens
what this life has become
wasting and toiling
somehow crawling
Those trees are calling
those distant valleys
of my memories,
as I am climbing
& enjoying the sun
& the water around
just gushing in peace
Sleep never comes
just lying and dreaming
with the open eyes
is what life has become
Working and hustling
just to make ends meet,
thoughts just hover
as I try to rest
this chaotic mind
No point it seems
but holding on
seems logical
hope still prevails
as I chase the
illusions of satisfaction!
Will I ever be truly happy
with all the material gains
Or is this just a game
where I am being fooled to play
till I just fall & break?
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