By: Theva Kiruba. A
My heart pulsates for existence,
Dunno what direction have to choose;
Life has heap of etiquette;
In every step,
It imbue me something,
Echoes of my heart started to disappear;
It’s longing for something;
Pressure in the outside world,
Pushes me down and down;
Murmuring voice of my heart,
Chanting something in my ears;
It may be the voice of my life
Or voice of my dream;
My dream! My dream!
Desire to achieve something,
But sacrificing for someone’s happiness;
Which direction should I choose,
Happiness of mine or other?
Sometimes seeing their happiness,
Gives me great pleasure!
Wishing to reach more,
But society try to swallow me more and more;
Trying to save my soul,
Not in a way of hiding;
In a way of exploring!
Expelling!
Enchanting!
Do you understand?
My colourful voice trying to paint the world,
In extraordinary way
Will you accept it!
I hope you will!