The never ending chaos of thoughts in my mind,
The cruelty of my pampered social life,
The efforts of the most lazy person in sight,
All bear witness to the frivolity of life.

For all that exists today was considered impossible yesterday,
But still we hoped against odds,
To find the path that leads us away,
Leaving in its wake the sleeping miseries of day.

The night that build countless dreams,
Shattered often by the soundless scream,
Demands of you to give support,
To build again and build new.

You see the pain or you see the gain,
Life will not always be the same,
It only shows itself in gist and never in details,
As life says to me, “To each its own, my dame!”