Fragments of now becomes the page of life, Endeavoured dreams define success; Colours within a society are barricade, Stigmas surrounded by intellectual slavery; The taste of blood! Salvaged by time I don’t know!
Now when the tide within mankind, Soars to new height!? Progressive and reluctant, Refine and still poisonous; Even the fish cannot survive in distil state; They need the dirt; A raw mind to justify our existence, Time bound life dived to the future; I don’t know
Pieces of memories stitched for the Book, Reality in the remote close to tertiary; Heart breaks are events not to be celebrated; Strength drawn from the sheave of awareness, I don’t know, If the sun in the sky!? If the moon defines the night; The stars always in dog fight!? The soul mastered living; Or staged a life to participate, In the act of death,
I don’t know
