May be I now know...
May be I now know...
-Simran Malhotra
May be I know understand,
Understand the inertia within those,
Within those who don't wish to change.
Don't wish to change due to deep bullet holes,
Those deep bullet holes
engraved deep within,
Deep within the confines of their every cell.
When every cell of their body refuse,
Refuse to let it diffuse,
Diffuse the understanding for change.
The fear of change doesn't letting them experience,
Experience the symphony of new season.
What when that inertia,
That inertia just seems,
Just seems aching.
Those aching parts of body seems normalizing,
Normalizing it as the way of living.
Instead of what should be,
And what could be,
There then must be an understanding of what need to be.
Which seems lusted in the delusion,
In the delusion of their own insecurities.
When their life's just seems to be confined in their cubicle,
Those cubicle surrounded with all those gloomy colours.
Those gloomy colours filled with those inseparable emotions and feelings,
Entangling them all around its darkness.
When even that ray of light in their life seems to be shadowed,
Shadowed with all the night darkness,
Darkness of the night sky.
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