You told I was late,
but how would you know,
that You're early, unless I'm late?
You dealt with me fiercely,
I was hurt;
But how would you know,
you were busy being a flirt...

They say Pain demands to be felt,
and like 'Fault in our Stars',
my Heart too in it dwelt;
But how would you know,
that there were scars,
You were long gone,
racing in your luxary cars...

I told you to notice the Moon,
It fights against the dark ,
to make a room for it's own ark;
Trying to win the night with it's grace and charm,
It led out a battle with it's only arm.
But before it could,
the Sun took over ,
Hiding the moon in itself,
it painted the sky all over...
But how would you know of their light,
You never witnessed this beautiful sight!

Now I feel Time is just an illusion,
where we all exist in separate intuitions,
A time would come we don't know when ,
you'd be gone, and
leaving you behind will be every men .
what would you do now ,
what would you do then?

I know you thought all this while,
that what if this is A lie ,
but the Question would be when you die,
that you never knew up till now ,
so How would you know then...

-Anam Pettiwala