Life

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Life

I wanna fly, but my wings are broken

Weight of my thoughts tie me down.

There is no way to hide, and no escape.

There is a mountain, I need to climb.

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But its shadow is drowning me

It holds the answers, and the peace of my mind.

But my strength has deserted me.

Now the clouds are moving in and I am suffocating.

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If time is all we have,

I want to spend it right.

Give me a hole to fall through

And a hidden trampoline to fly.

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If there is only one life,

Why are we killing it?

There is nothing more I can do.

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Why are we so weak?

Why are we so lonely?

Why are we marking our ways to darkness?

The end of ‘me’ is coming near.

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I am starting to see this world

In the right light.

Yet it still gets darker.

I am just a drop of paint flowing backwards.

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Through the river of colors,

Waiting for a painter to interfere,

To decorate me on the walls,

And get me succeeded by the other layer.

Written by Shahid Bashir Mir
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Shahid Bashir Mir is a student from Kashmir pursuing his career in the field of medical sciences. his hobbies include Singing and Writing. You can contact Shahid at mir76179@gmail.com, and listen him on YouTube
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