Insights Of An Introvert

No past No future It's now Or its nothing

To make a  new beginning something needs to end

As I work harder to untangle it All the more jumbled it gets As I try to clear the clutter Circumstances, it seems, work harder It's not my cup of tea, they say I feel it's just not my day I hope it would come some day

After going with work flow Want to sink deep in slumber Thoughts, keep me afloat

Something died inside me last night When I saw human forms spread on the road Awaiting someone to rescue them I hoped someone will save them Hoping and praying, I passed by I didn't stop, just let them be But something breathed its last Apparently it was the poet inside me Who till sometime back was trying to take birth

Sharing the same space, We live in different time zones Sharing our lives, We live in our own worlds Sharing our joys, We have our own sets of problems Sharing our love, We have our patches of loneliness Loving our differences We are together till death do us part

He will never come back Thought, that makes me sad Right then, you turn into my Santa Claus