I somtimes wonder
What if my life was a blunder
It had no foundation
All of it based on hallucination
Every moment of my life
Till now that i have drived
Was nothing but an illusion
My dreamworld's intrusion
All of it embedded in a bubble
Ready to get fumbled
Whole of my existence
And whole of my essence
Ready to get burst
My supposed life's gonna rust
And this fear gnaws me
Can it possibly be
That one fine day i wake up in my bed
To realize that my dream is now dead
For all that i have lived till now was futile
A dream it was , far away from my supposed life's abaxile
And there i lay in my bed holding my blanket tight
Wondering how i lived 18 yrs in one night
No comments:
Post a Comment