THE PLAY

I grow older every second,
These walls watch me grow.
I learn to live and live to learn,
But when I am gone what do I know?

Bid my soul the best,
A long road awaits my feet.
I take off, fearing dead ends,
There are no guides, game’s sans cheat.

Confused I am and I Know.
I pity all ignorant souls!
Life is a joke and the world an illusion.
The moon is amused, the sun has dark moles.

Living this drama , reality stays in screens,
Time is the playwright with skills.
All fingers raised were left unanswered.
There lay a viewer above all hills.

Chaos and peace , perfected by the Master,
I run in the direction of flaws.
Defy the play, acting my own way,
Maybe I will find the answer in my claws.

I write my plan ,but time is aware!
what if it’s part of the show?
It leaves me again wondering..
When I am gone what do I know?

THE PLAY