The more I am into Reading, writing or creating art The more I am learning about the meaningful asset of oneself. The more I am becoming closer to oneself. The more I am losing others like the sand slipping from hand. Everything seems so away And I am there only to comfort oneself The need is now how to be better To serve others and to love oneself.
Deeper meaning of life struck me hard. Nothing matters, no love, no hatred. Everything is so much beyond and temporary. Everything seems so meaningful but again at the end of the day, everything is so meaningless.