Want to know why?
How many stars are in the sky?How did the birds start to fly?
Did you ever wonder why,
Some people always lie?
If all the world’s mystery
Unraveled from our history
The future would be in the past
Even the first would be the last
Did the desert sphinx
Have all the links?
Just a cryptic code
To lighten drifter's load
So what keeps us going,
Is not in the knowing
With every unturned stone
Lies another unknown
Labels: Poetry
2 Comments:
Karthik: Life is a mystery to me as well. The only life i truly know is my own.
You write well. Keep writing.:-)
Thanks for the comment Tooti I write whats on my mind that very moment :).
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