I tried to catch my hanging dreams..
Yet, I ended up in mercurial explosives.
Insights are blurred and sitting with silence..
My heart is shivering and looking me with violence...
Nights are wakeful, waiting for a blast.
Pixelated dreams need validation and they are yelling..
Hey you, think, essentialism is questioning,
And history is refashioning.
Smiles are wiped and tears are craving for acceptance.
White hands of divider are watching the show.
Affirm your humanity and affirm your vision.
Ray of the sun is coming and I’m alive!
One more span-new day preparing for death.
