Like waiting for drawn stars to glow in a pouring rain
Like eradicating smears in a detailed manuscripts that used pen of permanence
Taking sips of bottled soda while savoring piece of mint
Like chasing after city when perfectly witnessed daylight
Keeping eyes wide open even if sleep commended tiredness
Like uncertainly crossing the ocean of storms with nothing
Screaming in front of the crowd without any span of voice coming out from diaphragm
Like evaporating tears in an inevitable dam of cries and sobs
Assembling confessions while hiccups pounced on
Like having an eye contact to prove sincerity of blind
Deducing cuts and wounds with another slap of pain when it still hurts.
Like asking for an answered plea, without any history of shadows
Stirring granule of sugar in a glass of bitter gourd shake
Like kissing adoration on a mirror’s forehead
Living in a world of lies when you know the truth
Like applauding self-love while drowning in bottles of animosity
Vagueness, must die!
Amazing