Existence
No one knows, Why we are here, Neither have we thought, Nor do we care. The reason of my existence, Yet not known, I feel agitated, Which is the concern. All i possess, Is just a name, The future it holds, Is with obscurity or fame. The efforts i have done, Still create a doubt, I don't know if the seeds of my hardwork, Will sprout. All i can do is, Give up those excuses, Just being like others, Is what my heart refuses. Never letting the crave for my dream life to die, I have goals but my limit is not the sky. Eliminating the things,Which kill my inner flame, I am not amongst the crowd, I won't die with just a name. Written By: Chetanpreet Singh
