My words have become mechanical,
A poet inside me is long gone!
A tint of romance is not there,
Even my imagination ceased to work!
Feeling a bit rusty and aloof,
With all friends gone.
Feeling of loneliness is looming,
Threatening to overpower my desire.
Even dreams don’t inspire me now,
Images of past and uncertain future,
Confusing a dare devil heart,
Whether to choose left or right,
or straight direction?
Still looking for a friend for ever,
But damn friends hurt the heart,
Leaving myself hating friendship,
Even a virtual love doesn’t seem
Leaving fuming heart in search of
Peace and inspiration.
Nevertheless, hope is the last resort,
In which one can take refuge!