My Witness

Got into that a mirage Unmapped in all its grounds Where no lifeline could exist Cautious distrust kicking in An area where sorrows spread That the beings had spoonfed A stipulation of a well-crafted hat Intruding two thirds of real hope In that frame of mind pinpointed. Walked through such a path Paved long enough to the unseen end Beautiful flowers emerging from sides Just strongly pouring attractive odours The fragrances to be sold at no price That anyone would like to pass through An amusement of natural adorable sprays Leaving some marks to get questioned By the look it expresses over the context. Seek beyond the best feasible option Uncharted below infinite water flows To what the superiors would believe Self opinions triggering mass faith A sense to be named as uncommon That no light ray felt to beam A true meaning of being fake Crashing all the Joules by others To this little significant dot.