Seems To Be Right

By Riya Singh

Whirls in whirl,

Whom do I choose,

This seems to be right, that is perplexing too,

Do I choose one? 

Let me try expanding and reach more!

What if I lose it all, where's the effort drooming ?

The pixels are so that eyes now blind

I have no more senses to filter it out

One after the other there's a word pacified in the ears

It's not gonna happen, still I want to try

Because there remains a hope 

That there will be a day and this will be mine 

Now that it's all void, my ears ringing high

I see misleading paths and faces beautifully snaked 

Lips that pitter patter hither thither which has no matter 

Almost dead still counting stairs 

May be this becomes the last 

And there comes my height

By Riya Singh