Out of words

Time is flying away

Without leaving a trace behind

No use looking back

All I have to do is look ahead

Don’t know where my steps are leading

Got nothing in my mind

Just going with the flow

Don’t know what to say or write

Because I am out of words to express

My old jeans is rugging out and wither

Not enough friends to talk over phone

Seems people are more interested

In the unknown than the rest

I am looking at the books

But the letters go over my head

Days just goes like that

Oh hoo..don’t know where to go

Because I am out of paths to choose from

Picking all the strands of life

Mind is wandering to thousands of dreams desired

Trying to pull it back to the track

Squeezing the life to shed some reward

Behold, all the fears are coming through uninvited

When things don’t fall into the place

Feels like whats yours is being robbed

No no..i don’t know what’s going on

Because I am out of true friends to care for

All that is left is the shreds of past

The ink in the pen has dried out

Papers are scrambled everywhere

I am scribbling and doodling all over them

My eyes are drooping thinking about the unknown

Trying to stare through the sky and above

Fiddling with the inkless pen

Oh yes.. I don’t know what to say or write

Because I am out of words to express

-Drishya V Prabhakaran

16^th October 2008