Synopsis of existence Truth of the universe Beginning of all Beginnings -all I seem to write in verse These futile questions, never answered to Suffocate your mind till' it turns blue. Wait, does the mind... even possess colour? The mastermind of life must be such a troller... Grants us unquenchable curiosity - a teasing curse, a monstrosity. Us minions to unknown sorcery Stuck living this blissful atrocity.
Just seems like a never-ending phase of existential angst now