There is no Rush in my Life
for I live life on the point of knife
when will I lose the balance
that will end this nonchalance
for I live life on the point of knife
when will I lose the balance
that will end this nonchalance
Everything is just unknown
moments of future are uncertain
though I know where is the end
uncertain are life’s curves and bend
You tell me to think and live
how I wish thoughts could give
if they could have given something
I would seek you as the first thing
But neither the life nor the death
are dependent on thoughtful myth
thoughts can’t grow even its sprout
as life takes its own recourse & route
Thoughts are good to solve a problem
but life’s mystery create own album
I wish thoughts had that power
to make gods bow and appear