I don't know where I am going,
I don't know where I should be...
But what else are we doing,
Is where we are going aimlessly...
On one side we are looking for a change,
On one we are stuck in a comfort age.
Going out of that bubble is scary,
Staying in of it is fairy.
Life has come to a square one,
Studying endlessly in school times for marks,
And still no ball has gone off the park.
What are we looking for?
And what should we be looking for is still blurry.
Lines of direction is vanishing of late,
In between the lines are we looking for fate.
End of the road is that scenic landscape,
For which I had crawled so far.
But just like a mirage, this scene is moving way back and I am moving along.
No point has come which met this parallels
Nor a common ground
I don't know where I am going,
I don't know where I should be.
-Saumya.
Note: I had written this sometime ago. This is just a poem to reflect on the thoughts I had during that time and NOW I know where i am going;-)(or I think so;-)) & i hope you all will too:) May be someday we will figure out where are we going but till than keep moving:)
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