In the mid of the misery of expectations
In the helplessness, that's called hope
In the warmth of a past that is young,
In a silence, that is lonely, lovely, lively.
But
I am Confused.
Roosting behind doors, half open,
Listening to a quietness,
Awake in the sleeplessness,
when the sun sleeps, surrendered to dreaming.
However
I am Trapped.
Looking up from Screens, looking around
There are people doing the same
smiles waiting to be spilled,
seeing them fighting for a cause,
useless and spoiled
So
I am Surprised.
When love seems a trivia,
When pride says, there's no wisdom in defeat
In the triumph of being fallen, frozen,
And yet, curling and blackening in a flame,
That's ever glowing.....inside.
In a way
I am Encouraged.
