I Know...

I know its futile to try
I know I could never fly
Even if I'm the cloud giving rain
The desert will always return to dry

And I know its really useless
To end up feeling breathless
While denying the constant pain
Living life that is lifeless

I know the oceans are blue
Though I tried to paint it new
Drown again and again
In the wave of the same hue


Amidst the mirage I wander
Amidst the illusion truth asunder

Posted by Posted by Ariff Abdullah , on at 18:53 • Labels: chagrin, glum, L, poem, poet