I start
for work early,
I try to
stay in late,
Confrontation
with mirror in itself throws a million questions,
Have I
lost my charm?
Are the
circles getting darker by the day,
Forget a
second look,
Now I
wonder, even if I get noticed,
After
dinner I open the flap of miniature idiot box,
Run
through matrimony site,
In search
of the one!
Aspirations,
expectations and time,
Don't
quite fit in the same bowl of reality,
Peer
pressure is a funny bunny,
You don't
quite enjoy anything with joy,
And life
is filled to brim with emptiness,
In my
world which is falling apart,
You seem
to be bring in baton of hope,
Suddenly
life has meaning,
And i feel
time travel is not a myth,
But then
all of a sudden just like a desert storm,
All
withers away,
You are
gone!
And search
is on...
