Bottled up
So much I do not comprehend
Maybe there’s even nothing to understand
From how the universe first started
To matters leaving one broken hearted
I end up starring at the bluish grey sky
Asking God ‘How’ ‘When’ ‘Who’ and ‘Why’
Gawking back at me is a lonesome brown Argus
Silently mocking me for being utterly hopeless
So day in and day out, life passes by
Every minute punctuated by a dejected sigh
Wondering if I’ll ever see the silver lining
Nothing I can do but to mull here waiting
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