Somehow confused with myself…
Of claiming things deeper than it should,
Is it too much to ask such…?
Indeed so doth it's to you…
Sometimes I’ve been wondering
What was it like to be
Yes I’ve seen it so near
Yet I’ve put it far away
It is my fault, I know
Putting too much in everything
Still then I kept on wondering
Is it so really that hard to do?
Maybe its just me always
Or maybe that’s just the world
Trying to keep things on its course
Against the nature’s way
Well soon it will start to emerge more
Of things that were hidden from my thoughts
And when it comes then surely
I would smile saying, “told so…”
The pouring rain
Shall stop one day
Yet the path to those
are a little foggy
sitting here I'll wait
not knowing what appears next
yet the stories shall unfold
sometimes even foretold
disturbing minds
is the worst of happening
but let it do what it do best
endure I shall, until next time…
-AFDHAL-
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