Sunday 10 February 2008

Wanna know why

At times
I don’t know why
Embracing the present
Basking the ambience
Seems hollow

At times
I don’t know why
The divine endeavour
Full of joie de vivre
Adrift elsewhere
Gone astray, lacklustre

At times
I don’t know why
The jaunty me
Trying hard to swallow
The every bright and breezy
Often fails, go bananas

At times
I don’t know why
Inclination of amity
Becomes a zealous desire
Hankering my other half
Becomes a fervent hope

Empty
That’s what I want to know why
Every times..

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