Are you moving in circles?

Are you leaving the scars behind? 

You’re just drifting away, 
Drifting away.

Are you dreaming?
Do you exist?

It’s a mere tale, 
A mere tale.

Are you watching yourself? 

Can you see how you’re going away? 

Far from this place,

Or maybe, 
You were never here. 

You aren’t supposed to be.

Do you realise?

Is it the right thing? 

Or do you Deserve better? 

Or worse?

Is this life?

Do you feel it? 

Still got Such a long way to go.

Are you living? 

Or Are you pretending?

Do you think about yourself? 

How things were? 

And How you were?

Is it right?

Is there a puzzle in your mind? 

Are you trying to make it a better place?

Are you trying to solve it? 

To find the right people? 

Or **** your evil half maybe?

Aren’t you caught in the middle? 

Aren’t you hoping for a miracle? 

Think. Act. Reflect.

Is it a lie? 

Or do you seek the truth within? 

Perhaps, you may Do what you feel like.
Is this life? 

Is this what you wanted it to be?

Or are you just trying to conceal things,

Something has robbed off your sanity.

Lingering in the past,
Languor movement.
Desire.

Seeking sempiternal happiness,
Unconsciously aware of all the lies.
Ignorant.

Here Madame,
your harbinger is here.
It’s all going to be good.

Halcyon days of youth,
Denouement.

A few secret revelations,

And the world stood upside down.

The sun was now brightest at night,

The sky came underneath,

The shadows now captivated the lifeless souls,

I now saw the world in black and white.

The corpse lied untouched,

In the crepuscular light, 

her shadow enkindled. 

Her kins stood panic-stricken. 

Her fidelity was being questioned. 

It was time now for the sun to set. 

The birds were finding there way.

Migrating

Also,suffering. 

And the darkness was about descend like everyday 

The shadows seemed to be taking over the grimaced faces 

But she however, 

Was trying to resurrect her soul.

This was the epitome of her infatuation. 

But she had always been an Ailurophile,
Always.

She closed her eyes,

And shut her mind.

It’s worthless to think beyond this.

She was the epitome of a dying flame.
Erudite,
but Defeatist.

I stood behind the 
Ruptured pyramids.

It lied in the claustrophobic passage.
Tangled in mayhem.
Drenched with fear.
Slowly faded away.
Curious destruction,
Slow suffocation.

Frozen Hands ,

Immovable.

But The fire in her soul,

Was burning forever. 

Vigour in her eyes.

Courage.

Anger.

She was brave.

She knew how **** it.

A different charm,

A sadistic approach.

But,
Injured.

Here,Checkmate.

Hoarse voice,

Someone whispered in her ears ,

You’re gonna live till eternity .

But you won’t be remembered.

Stuck.

Everything moved in circles.

She lost.

She fought.

It hit her deep.

She didn’t want to live.

Relentless efforts 
To find her way

It was a difficult place. 

The fire stopped ,

The sky fell on her.

Pause. 

Over.

Find a way out of this labyrinth of suffering. Can you?