By Nehida Parayil
So alone at times like this,
What sin should I atone,
So I can straighten the crease.
When was I here?
Lost in the maze,
Trying so hard,
But still in a daze.
What was I here for?
A dream I hope to reach,
Or just a breach,
At the iceberg tip.
Oh, were my wings clipped,
Or folded by inhibition,
My fault, oh my mind,
Didn't see fault in behind,
Where did I go wrong,
Which step did I fall from?
Before the last gong,
Can I finish my song,
When was I there,
Why am I here,
What for and where will it go?
By Nehida Parayil
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