Grey

Days, weeks and months have passed

We’ve been trying to figure out

An answer to our question,

An answer that we can’t choose,

An answer that we don’t know

The only thing that we can be certain of is

To consistently stand, stay and hide

In a grey area will lead to

One’s downfall

—DNP

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Woman

‘Life is a journey’, you said

But once she set her mind

On what she should do

On how her life should be

On what she wants to do

You face her

With your eyes telling

‘Are you sure?’

‘I don’t think you should’

But, no

No

She does not stop

She does not listen to you

Yes, she is stubborn enough to keep

Crawling

Walking

Climbing

Running

Crawling

Walking

Climbing

Running

To have what she wants to have

To be what she wants to be

To be where she wants to be

And on that one day

You find yourself saying

‘Ah, it’s her’

As you gaze at her

At a woman

Who stands on top of a mountain

—DNP

Maze

We thought we have thousand of options,

Thousand of ways to fulfil our dream

We thought they let us choose our own path,

When they led us only to the one path

That bring us closer to happiness,

To their happiness

We thought it is a labyrinth that we live in,

our own labyrinth

Instead,

We are trapped inside a maze

— that they built for us

—DNP