By K Vignesh
Enter the realm of my thoughts
You can see a kid starving
broken crayons and unfinished drawings
Ideas out of thin air that are mostly abstract
Hope for good luck, even in the form of pigeon droppings
Trials and tribulations that left it's mark deep
Some memory lanes that comes without warnings
A young blood boiling and the body that's yawning
Another dead goal today, waiting for tomorrow's respawning
A sailor impatiently waiting to see the land
A traitor trying to bury his conscience under it
A person whose pride is hiding the tear
An egomaniac who is taking everything for granted
A lonely kid pretending to be a lone wolf
A wounded heart putting up a tough face
An entire universe full of nothing
Looking for stardust with nebula in my eyes
Hoping to hopefully go beyond cosmos
before I turn into a lost cause,and matters get dark
By K Vignesh
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