Stefan Mathew III Year
Random Reflections. .
I see the stars shining in the sky
Wonder how they’ve come so high,
Deep down there’s an urge to flee,
I ask myself have they left something for me?
Illusion takes up my better half,
So seamless it seems to be,
Floating like a pebble at sea,
Beyond my sight what the eye should see.
Is it a rule to have a target,
Or is it what the herd says?
There is something waiting beyond the set,
Something throughout your life
You have never met.
Driving through the rain of thoughts,
Driving through the sliding lots,
I see nothing but mist,
Knowing on my door to usher a twist.
.
Bondage of restrictions clutching my mind,
Why