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Time takes us to the Finishing Line
Is That All?
Are we connected with the laces of love
Or is it just threads of insecurities in droves
Oh oh confusion is sowed
I smile at each connection we have
It shall blossom as I plough
But just wait and wait you’ll uncover the drought
Barrenness growing everywhere
Illusion’s mad dance casting a spell far and near
We, pictures of helplessness moving to our finishing line somewhere
Why, why are we subjected to this fakery
Why, why do we accept this slavery
Why, why we don’t transcend this lie factory
Pulling off a dervish dance
Is that our want
Or just leave
Where sound of silence becomes the food of soul
Even a single thought causes unwanted ripples
Opening more than two eyes, is this a far-fetched goal
Why do we leave with wringing hands
Full of sand
Please remember, earth is not a nothing land
