In the quest of life, I thought I found you like an oasis until I forgot about mirage
Lines of past ,
Shattered pieces of heart,
Screaming the names of all my dreams.
Stories of present,
Feeling of resent,
Killing me inside haunting me with quests.
Fear of future,
Filled my lungs,
Reminding of my unforgottable intent.
here I am,
Picking the shattered pieces,
Joining them with life,
Sticking them with the glue of pain.
Handling it with care till it reformed into new.
Here I am, with Eyes full of passion, heart full of rage, ready to face the world.