Lost or Found

Have I lost or found myself?

At leisure in finding another soul for me,
I love to sit alone under a bushy tree,
Being lonesome isn’t much awful
It’s like opening a cage to get yourself free.

Rather talking about shit, it’s better to be quiet,
Neither wasting time on myth nor doing whatever is right,
Just Breathing in an empty space, I have
Look as if food is my life and I’m on diet.

Maintaining other’s emotion is not my cup of tea,
I start hating everyone, either he or she,
Fascinating myself in work is the only worship
Attaining a position where my family wanted me to see.

Running clock doesn’t scare me anymore,
Romance is unnecessarily knocking at my door,
Happy in the peace of this unsettled life
The silence of the sea is what I like to adore.

Standing fearlessly on the edge of a knife,
Not asking for plea though It can be difficult strife,
Dreaming that something will happen somewhere
This is a sweet & short tale of my new life.

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