The stars are twinkling

I know how much's burning

 

The sky is downcast

I know its coming 


The wind is building 

I know soon it's gonna knock me down 


The mountains are moving, now 

I know there is a volcano forming down

 
The days are now going long 

And short then 


But it doesn't matter to me anymore 

I know I'm not from this world 


I know I'm a mess 

And I don't want to be saved 


Earth's going round round round 

As if escaping its fate ...


Busy in their fantasies 

But, the people know better ..


Blank eyes and routine lives 

That's what's left in here ...


A storm is making its way here 

I dunno it's human or nature 


The lines are blurring

The worlds getting mixed up 


But it doesn't matter to me anymore 

I know I'm not from this world 


I know I'm a mess 

And I don't want to be saved 

​Also posted in my Blog

Published by Priyanjali Chakraborty