Tears well up in my eyes
But tremble to pour forth
Why, unfathomable
Stoicism, sadness, grief, or vicissitudes.
But tremble to pour forth
Why, unfathomable
Stoicism, sadness, grief, or vicissitudes.
Betraying my composure, contrasting
my stature
A palpable sense of being in the lost
Ambiance, circumstances or happenings, I wonder
Being in the present, I figure it out.
Nothing more to expect from life
I surrender myself to the Almighty
Because, I can no longer hold on to
The mess that life pops up with.
Having all the blessings
Of the so-called materialistic life
There still exists a void
Of what, haunt me.
The search for the void, going on
With a decade passing by
I have to come to terms
That, Void is inevitable.
A palpable sense of being in the lost
Ambiance, circumstances or happenings, I wonder
Being in the present, I figure it out.
I surrender myself to the Almighty
Because, I can no longer hold on to
The mess that life pops up with.
Of the so-called materialistic life
There still exists a void
Of what, haunt me.
With a decade passing by
I have to come to terms
That, Void is inevitable.
