For endless expeditions
In the hope of revenge
With adhesive addictions
Living a life in hell.

A bubble-like situation
Becomes a tragedy
Living a life in depression
Without any colours and melody.

Vibration is not in the heart
But in fear and goosebumps
Vibration is not in the hiccups
But in to and fro of dreams.

Life is full of ups and downs
It's grey sometimes
Though till now, I have never found
A charming moment of delight..