What does Abstract look like?
I sit by the window at night,
With warm toes and a freezing nose.
Ever wondered why you like coffee so much?
So cold and bitter to start your day.
Or may be truth is bitter, isn’t it?
Or may be the bitterness wakes you up
And I have this strange feeling.
Have you not died infinite times in your miseries?
Or at least even felt like so once?
So, what does this “Nirvana” look like?
Why are there so many differences?
Isn’t it just one life that we live?
Walking on very different paths,
But don’t we have the same age math?
Aren’t roadmaps going to merge
Different boats, same ocean, same destination
Never enough! Never enough!!!
Stand tall or stand short
Well, don’t you stand on the same ground?
“Coffee” or “Chai”? “Empty” or “Full”
anywhere on this earth, Is there a place you can run?
Except for the shadow of the sun?