Where dreams often seem useless,
We wander through days tireless,
Yet inside, our soul, we feel lifeless.
We strive to be fearless,
But often end up feelingless,
Caught in moments so timeless,
We forget about life, living careless.
We search for meaning, feeling helpless,
In the mirror’s view, there’s a shameless,
Reflecting images of people heartless,
In the night, our hearts turn sleepless.
The life trials can be merciless,
Leaving us feeling worthless,
In gardens empty, flowerless,
Searching for truths that seem meaningless.
Yet, despite the emptiness, we walk nonetheless,
Facing the world that feels emotionless,
With a spirit sometimes passionless,
Seeking light in the dark, endless.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
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