The Source of my Life
As I was sitting in my room, under the fan, I felt an urge to type something that is stirring within me. Here are the following words that begin to flow… The Source of my Life Oh life, be gentle on me! I am just a weak human Right and Wrong notions are clear to me Yet some crazy impulses within me override my reasons. Oh, "How many times I made promises to improve?" The Memory of failures, sadden me more. Where Am I heading to? Day by day, I am falling away from sincerity. Inspiration continues to flow in, Insights exudes from my failure, Good will still flickers, But they all vanish into the thin air. You see me free! No, I am bounded by my limitations; My weaknesses have chained me, I want to grow, but I am weak. My body shivers in shame, There is deep silent pain within me, I am feeling it strongly, Oh, I am just lonely. I have loving parents, friends and well-wishers, Yet, I am sad within. So far nothing ...