by Gurpreet

Day dreams
and delusions
and confusions
they are same for everyone
and they favor none
they hate and despise
and if you realize
when tomorrow awakes you
you are one of a kind,

I did things
i should not have done
yet so many things
left undone
interwoven in my
fake morals
insults and quarrels
for deliriums
of a mad world
i turned into one of them,

Some times
i sit to talk
with myself
that often stalk
matters of obscurity
emotions and security
sometimes life is not
what it ought to be
but  there’s so much
still left to see
so bring’em all
what else can you do to me!!