I am holding the ocean of emptiness,
and sailing on the boat of restlessness,
Not knowing the directions of winds,
I join the hands of helplessness.
Ticking of clock in grave's dark night,
Tells out loud about black and white,
Evaluating my position on given scale,
I feel like falling from K2 height.
I try to light up the candles of love,
And play the songs of innocent dove,
Stuffing myself with its melody,
I Shriek so hard that it flies far and above.
Not feeling anything makes me feel,
Anxiety is covering like orange's peel,
No wound is left that can be healed,
But Life has become roller coaster's wheel.
I stare at constellations when close my eyes,
And turn deaf ears to world's all lies,
En Route my mind on the road to hope,
To find my sky among all skies.
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