Perhaps my words have crossed all barriers,
for what I feel doesn’t need any carriers,
I have grown in between my words over the years.
To be heard, I don’t need to get loud,
I ain’t waiting here for a response from the crowd.
Just passing by like a tune on the Oud.*
*Oud- A small handheld string instrument.
Perhaps the world I envision is long gone,
I see no colours, only a monotone.
I know a few things which only I have known.
Everything around me has melted in one,
don’t ask me for answers, for I have none.
may be my vision is a subject for revision.
Perhaps I am letting too loose, or holding too tight,
crouched alone in a dark corner or shining too bright.
Trust me, without dark there is no light.
Discovering and forgetting it all again,
I am simply exploring the waters of…
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