I used to think I was starving for love. There was a gnawing pain in my chest. My tears fell from above While my nerves felt shocked and pressed. My body under pressure Turning me into a diamond one day. I felt starved. I felt bordered by such labels. Now I think I’m insatiable. Your love to fuel me. When I drove to you the sky is always beautiful. My new diamond edge cuts through my old walls. Now with you I’m vulnerable Because I’ve always recovered from my falls.
In the time that is yet to come Somewhere in the future Something will be remain undefined Something not much known Even then at that point of time what will be going on in the mind will be nothing, but an anxiety The curiosity to know more An anxiety fueled by your own thoughts about the past and present A departure from the present towards the future marks the beginning of a journey towards the destination It’s the final journey