It’s always absurd To give up everything and run after something that’s never been achieved without even knowing if thats anyway possible A total dreamer missing everything at every point believing in instincts that are just abstract emotions Maybe its an exaggeration or overconfidence over ordinary skills Shutting that one voice down sometimes seems the best options It’s the only reason behind everything estrangement,disappointment,grieve but also for my will to live It makes me get up after every fall wipe off every tear from my eyes Whatever the setback be I start again because it tells me to Nobody believes I can do it even I don’t at times but it does and I can’t let it down It’s a matter of time I dreamt it , craved for it and I can’t let go now that’s what it tells my brain That’s what I believe “I CAN DO IT”
On wrong side of truth a prophecy burns. A conflict of your own choosing when more was less. Do you need some divine intervention in resolving human questions? The innocence of a sunflower will not blame the moon for dark
John Walker served his country in WWII It was something he felt obligated to do. In combat he risked his life Even while he was facing strife He wrote his family back at home While he was on another roam
Your genome was climbing down. I hate to count the steps. Feathers hurt sometimes after the end of flying. How far was the moment of dust? You were still swimming in saline water. A collective guilt will pay the price.