Drifting!

 

Life is something

Which I don't try

To understand;

Neither do I try

To fit it to my dreams.

The two are far apart

Like the poles of the earth.

As bound by a tale

I dangle in between.

 

The wind blows,

Now east now west

Carrying me with it

Or thrusting me away.

My eager arms

Crave to be fulfilled,

But eluding me

The flowers escape

Leaving behind

A handful of leaves.

 

Well! If that be my share

I won't ever complain

If u will only manage

To share it with me

My tears will then shine;

My despair sparkle

And my handful of leaves

Will blossom into a flower

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