I try to fit in
It crushed me
I live for others and not for me
It destroyed me

I burned myself
To ashes

Out of the ashes
I rebuild myself

Never Ending Heavy Storm.
Hope it would End One Day…
Remained where I was …
Others Ran Away.
The Storm Remained.
They Survived.
I died.

Forever in the air
We know it is for free
Out existence on it solely depends
Never did we know
Someday, some would have to depend
What is produced in factories
At a heavy cost
As no more can they breathe in
On their own
For what is forever free

Walking on the Foot Path....
A Speeding Ambulance.
Crashes into me like never before.
Leaves me dead to the core.
Waiting for another Ambulance.