Suppose, we finish.
We let our eyes go easy into darkness, like we just don’t care anymore.
We think nothing, do nothing and expect nothing.
Maybe, that’s what life has offered us or maybe it’s the outcome of what we invested in life. Maybe.
Beginnings are auspicious, life breezes from the air coming out of gifted blower. We stand and keep on breathing the infinite loop of happiness. Being silent and calm, because we don’t need anything, anymore is the ultimate solution to everything. Try finding out and you won’t get anything. Don’t try and think of trying. Try and done. Boo….
Maybe, we don’t hear things, we don’t speak and we don’t appear as a human. As if all calls are answered because their ring for your number doesn’t work. It’s melodious to hear their voice, but they will give on the toll of your humility. Heart seeks out the heights of stupidity, the days of failure has come. What would you do? Maybe… Something!
You laugh like you just don’t care. You keep on moving even it’s the storm, your feet are slipping and you have a real aim.
You are wrong, you shouldn’t keep worrying about the future. Every essence of the present must be felt. Even if the world is gone, the earth is your place no more, you must breath. Wonder, if anyone can fill his lungs in space…
The voices are annoying but you are happy you are able to tell the story. Maybe, this be something? Many of these humans paved a way through this. This real hit be the greatest hit in the heart you would get? You begin composing the bleeding heart?
You will tell but no one will listen. That’s what we have to care. That’s what they need to hear. That’s what they want from us. This be the reflection of what we are….
So, yea it’s okay! Everything’s fine. It’s normal.
Maybe? You sure?
Well, sure, you are not. Boo…..