My mind is flooded with thoughts that drown me underneath an ocean of despair,
I try to swim and fight the current but i keep failing the battle and shatter into air.
Equations of life keep getting harder & harder to solve, how can i, with a restless soul, keep fighting to evolve.
Questions keep rising, what is all this for?
Do i have a porpoise in life? Or is it just a survivor instinct to keep me going until death knocks on the door.
I try to paddle to different directions, some are shallow, some are rich but mostly the ways give no affection.
Suddenly i'm happy, suddenly i am sad, suddenly i am hungry for more & suddenly i am lost, there is no straight pattern one could walk on to find satisfaction, only a dark abstract path with glimpse of light that keep throwing you off track. And now here i am on a junction again, so many paths lay ahead and infront stands one clueless mind that must gamble for its faith.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem