#WritcoPoemPrompt116

All was just a mere coincidence,
Mismatching the present for the past,
Believed it was related to past-life experience,
Hope that the next day wouldn't be the last…
I made a world of questions,
The demon was the answers,
Don't know if I liked my stance,
Don't know if fate will starve us,
I see myself in the mirror,
My reflection shows a scar,
Thought I could run away and to the stars,
Didn't know that fate will starve us,
I am hungry...
hungry for answers,
I feel an urge but no apetite,
I see the questions but no "why's",
I feel an urge but no apetite,
The scars, oh my beloved Star,
I run from my question,
Thinking I'd be fine,
But I keep forgetting,
But I keep enveloping,
These Scars, These stars,
I feel an urge but no appetite,
Is this my fate,
I have questions but no " why's",
...
OH,
DONT KNOW IF FATE WILL STARVE,
DON'T KNOW IF LIFE WILL LIE US,
DON'T KNOW IF FATE WILL STARVE US,
DON'T KNOW IF I WILL ASK US,
I MADE A PARADISE,
THESE QUESTIONS THAT GAVE RISE,
ANSWERS SCARE ME,
...
And These Scars Are A Lie...


© Jaya Sharma