Sometimes it feels..Sometimes it feels
that you are a part of the flow you can’t escape
makes you forget the fundamentals lost in the quintessentials
somewhere, you crawl towards the faint light
somehow, you raise your hand to reach the faint call
only for a second
then you are back to the inescapable flow again
knowing for a moment that its been in vain
and in no time back to the oblivion
towards the qualms and trends of momentary awareness
is the call supposed to mean anything?
or the light supposed to mean something?
or is it meaningless like all else
that makes you elusive to the core
lost in the hazy chaos that serves the day
sometimes you feel things need to add up, sometimes you don’t
lost again in the flow, you hear again the faint call
lost again in the hazy chaos, you point your eye to the hazy light
lost again in the cozy current, you raise your hand to reach the faint call
lost again in the perennial flow, will you ever wake up fully at all?