I have often askedwhy the storms leave behind
an array of vacuous feels
storms has to come
so is the feels around
but this reply is too impulsive
for my inquisitive half
but why you look for rose gardens
as it never have been promised
I get skirted my own self
why you look for replies
when you know
there is none at all
it fails to satisfy me
I search more and more
the infinite of horizons grow farther
I come back
the reality laughs at me
I ask my self
should I also learn
how to actualise the shallow laughs
there is no one to reply
but I ask instead
why you look for
for that
who has no existence at all
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