I am tired and shapeless,
Shifting second to hours,
And hours to days,
Confused quite often,
Contended nevertheless.
390) Forgotten Lessons
Time treats me half-heartedly,
Making me seem desolate- in my own space,
Life is lead by the hope,
So simple a gesture I ask,
No wish comes true-
Rather a life full of delight,
Be careful of what I ask,
For no wishes are left unfed,
A devil's kiss blows me away,
Swayed in the cycle of emotions.
