Am I living only to Die?

Why the wait is endless; waiting when I will die.

Is that all about life; scared of it, it will repeat itself

Living is so tough; but not let to die

Killing, if not easy, is instant; but not sure why still not let to die

What's wrong in it, not even sure of that.

Not even sure what death has in its store

But have seen enough of life; can't bear anymore

If hating life is bad; getting lured by life isn't good either

Why all of it had to be like this!

Not even sure what can even death offer

Trapped to this body, mind, country, land, planet, .....

None are mine; not even sure if death will bind me to something else

This isn't happening; when can I say if I must live or I must die

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