I have a question, in fact a lot of them.
Where can I find answers for all of them?
Lots have been written. Lots have been studied
Many answers were new and most parodied.
I understand the questions, but not the answers.
I understand my delirium, but not my mind’s grotesque caricature.
I have the need, but not the substantial purpose.
So maybe I hesitate and not look audacious.
Maybe I am thinking a lot, maybe not.
Maybe everyone around me, expect me, have lost the plot.
This uneasiness have gripped and consumed me for a while.
Every moment I live, I look, I stare and I have lost my smile.
When and how long, I don’t know yet.
But maybe one day, very soon I will get.
All the answers, all the replies and all the justifications.
I may then, close my eyes and renounce my emanation.
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