Written to illustrate the souls existence and delima with immortality of the energy existing in life forms.This poem reflects an emotional theme which represents the bitterness of the soul individually.It is the lost voice of every soul's not individual but the energy who is tired of existing and running within a drafted frame who questioned, there desire to escape the eternal life and become mortal.The irony shows the contrast between humans life with life and death in a fixed manner while the energies desire just the minor escape route to breathe.The hell life of breathing counted breathe and the contrast, exact opposite.It's just a representation from a different point of view.
Neither can I drown in sea nor can I suffocate
myself
But a time comes when I must open myself
The unique mechanism that I possess is obtained
from layers
Which questions my choice am I existential?
Neither can I get buried nor can I burn with
fire
My sole existence proves that I am a liar
The things you see is not the truth
I change forms from one to another and exist
Neither can I be created nor can I be destroyed
by anyone
I am an energy that is trapped no fun
My existence is unknown, my life's a long run
Surrounding is unknown my identity is to be
questioned
Neither can I get control of my life nor can I
flee
I am destined to circle in the vicious cycle
I can make decisions based on selective choices
Alas, who will understand I don’t need any
answers
Neither can I understand you nor can you
understand my point
It's difficult to explain when things are
correlated joint
For the wise ones stop it others enjoy life
For the sake of life stop! drop the knife
Neither can I change minds nor can you change
with time
For now, let's leave it I am done no nime
I perfectly wasted your time what a rhythmic
rhyme
Forget the conversation it is stressful go get
some lime
Nime:
to add or increase
