Believing in destiny, every day’s a fight.
In Mindless darkness or blinding light,
Am walking in a trance,
Looking for a chance,
To settle my turbulent mind,
With peace, I cannot find,
Am wandering hand in hand,
Leaving footprints on sand,
Holding someone, I know not who,
We’re searching for something true,
My palms are sweaty; he’s slipping away,
I cannot hear, what he’s trying to say,
We’re grabbing at air,
Sand in my hair
Blinding tears

Hidden fears.
Burning eyes and

Silent goodbyes.

Humans can fly
fish are fried,
Naxals die,
widows cry,
A feild of rye,
whispering night,
Humans lie,
dreamers try,
Martyrs fight,
in dull light,
Creative height,
far foresight,
Diamond rings,
beautiful things.