Coexist
How long will materiality define our emotions? Where to go if loved ones mislead the way? Is it too hard to believe that you can live in? Solitude, on your own terms with nothing to dismay. My attachment isn’t to objects inanimate Neither people, nor pets What makes me want to live is an Unseen, unheard, invisible debt A want to experience The contentedness of publishing a book The feel of playing piano in spotlight The vibe of a renaissance look To spill the paints on a blank canvas To dance on the road like a maniac To drive a car with sad music on To become a philosophical brainiac These desires out of question instill a want to see in reality Two different worlds coexisting together The world of dreams where everything becomes real, The world of reality where hope rises out of superficiality Khushi_M