Millions of reasons to die and not one to live,
Life sometimes drags, pushes hard never forgives.
Your past reflects your today somehow
And your tomorrow is now.
Every day seems to be a year
When we are down.
Every night I fear
Have lost my last tear?
Every step vanquished my desire
of togetherness, I remain incomplete,
In this world of relative ponderings
Meanings customized to suit our bearings.
Trapped in the truth of my virgin subconsciousness
The real world behind it.
Manipulated thoughts and more to come,
A fearsome self confidence for some.
[Shamsud Zaman Ahmed]