Losing Myself!
Losing myself inch by inch,
Done enough trying not to flinch.
With each passing day or so,
Becoming quiet and so low.
For once before I die,
To unknown places, I wanna fly.
To roam around in seclusion,
Above hypocrisy and illusion.
Bridging the gap between life and death,
Getting beyond love and wrath.
Of boundations, I know nothing,
Of pain, of failure or of sting.
Where the world looks a fairer deed,
Selfless connection and lack of greed.
I wish of hope, we sow the seeds,
To gather in love for all our needs.
In the lap of nature, I may rise and awake,
For the carefree self, nothing's at stake.
~Yashna Sharma
(28th November’ 16)


