Disposition

This sadness, this madness
My empty Mind

My ill-disposition

I run, search in vain

The answers

My Mind's transfixed

The tears never come

My eyes remain dry

They bleed inside

Trade my madness

Cure my sadness

Can you?

Wise words, do you know?

My rage, my cage

Whey love feels like hate?

Call me saint

Call me fool

I dont care for your version

I laugh at my misery

I cry at my fortune

I really dont mind me

And you shouldn't too

Leave me here

Alone and confused

Wounded

My scars, my trophies

United i fall

Alone i fly

For your love

It makes me bleed

I realise my lack

Let me dissapear

Dont debate, its too late.

p.s. photo taken by me near the ISKCON temple, Nehru Place New Delhi.