sun sets across the morning sky
shades of blue becomes colourless before it touches me
my daily inadequacies forces the delusion of a red sky
i am on my own again,
beginning to live through infancy is strange when you know the secret
it’s hard to act innocent
i have become old many times like the sea
the water dashes against the shore with youthful hunger and lost in its own eroding rhythm, recedes
searching for all possibilities in the old decaying mind
the water goes back home…
i am tasting Love
and it is testing me through times which could kill you with monotony
a silence waiting to explode
and looking for alleys and rivulets to translate into noise ,
there is no road left
they have dug them all
there is no one left who can be a friend anymore
rootlessness is making the world more singular
the ancient stands against the emergent
they have dug up all roads that could have kept
the human civilization civilised
on the other side they stand in groups, up in arms
to kill
to avenge
to live
as refugees of progress, how do you feel;
standing alone amongst the crowd
in the same place which once was your very own
how do you exactly feel ?
do you feel happy
do you feel angry
or do you just feel lonely
at your own home
now a developing town