Isn’t it funny
how we fail to express
what lurks within the folds of our skin?
The emotions locked up inside
the dungeons of our hearts,
The many tears and the fear
Of our pasts?
Isn’t it funny
how every book we read
changes our perception towards the world?
How they show us,
What matters is the ‘Lake’ and not the ocean.
How much ‘Will’ is important than a way.
Isn’t it funny
how we cry into our pillows
at night?
But flinch at every human in sight?
How the rhythm of our hearts
thump continuously against our chests?
Only we know the causes
behind it’s unrests.
Isn’t it funny
and sad
How the word ‘death’ can wear down
your expression?
The sombre mood
taking over your demeanor?
How stars can guide you
even when the keeper is afar?
But do you know
what pains the most
yet,
is the…
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