The feelings ineffable,
More due to the lack of clarity
Than to the intensity
The distinction very hazy,
infatuation or heavenly connection,
The tortuosity of life evident,
Also shine upon me the feeling of helplesness,
The inability to alter the course,
The incapacity to ascertain for myself.
Wuld have been better,
If I could recognize omens,
Sense the authencity of the connection,
And get atleast a measel of the whole meal.
Losing has never been a big deal,
But losing without even trying,
Making me an insomniac,
Making it difficult for me to live with myself.
Had life been so simpler,
Had I had the courage to take a bold step,
Would it be more satisfying?
Or would it get all the more worse?
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