LIFE AND ME

It’s been years and eons,
The count seems useless,
As the days turns into nights,
And nights to days,
Life and its meaning, I feel, I can no more reciprocate…

It’s been my companion,
The silent music all along,
Sometimes, I hear lyrics forming by itself,
And speak bitter and harsh words about me,

Perhaps this is me, who I am,
Bitter person all alone,
Only with thoughts and philosophies,
Stuck forever between solitude and society,
And trapped forever between richness and poverty,

Not of the materialistic things over here I speak,
Not of the practical things I ever mean,
I only mean to say
The richness of feelings
And the poverty of people’s beliefs,

Well, it is finally life and me,
Not holding hand in hand,
But Facing each other,
Walking towards the end of our journey,