No one knows
The arcane science of drowning-
Drowning deep in love.
Alas, at times thoughts itself,
Becomes a rapid fire,
Burning the nerves-
Of your frozen illusion,
And you try so hard
To join the dancing dots together-
Yet, a new dawn starts with-
An irascible response,
To an unfair universe.
O dear life, you were made
To break and built.
For my existence to still prevail.
Someday, unveil my sorrow,
And see how my ship has sailed.