Tuesday, 1 September 2015

Maybe




I take a long deep breath 
and sigh incidentally 
I'm not empty, mind you
just... aimless maybe

There is so much to me
Songs n life n poetry
All of it n still nothing
its just..  scattered maybe

I use words like fernweh and passion
and stare at the clouds endlessly
I write sometimes 
but its... soulless maybe

I see life
witness moments
I just don't live at all
I'm just... helpless maybe

Sometimes I scream inside
sometimes I jump with joy
music exhilarates and literature calms me
I'm just.. intricate maybe

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