I have struggled for long:
in what way should humans
comprehend themselves?
Is it the amount of success,
or the times you fell down?
Is it the memories you keep close,
or the ones you left behind?
Is it worth the money you earned,
or the money you spent?
Is it the places you have travelled,
or the places you have left behind?
Is it the kindness you did to others,
or the bitterness you left behind?
Finding the answers at odds,
I reached a maze,
with a storm inside my head.
Does our life really need to be judged
in bits and pieces?
Isn’t human life larger than
everything else?
It is nothing but
a matter of a breath.