my best brains remain sterile enoughthe monotony hit hard at all corners
remaining relevant with euphoric feels
probably its the biggest causality
I search thro' all my hard disc
in a strive hard quest to know the remedy
it seems the end is not there in any way
But my search remains relevant
ever before
may be that's the only logical nerves at my heart
modern or otherwise
the depth of reclusions
all trials
and stories of sciences
the ways and ends
it points to fathomless
I know
the reply too simple
but it looses its relevance
every second
I traverse
may be
that's the way
I remain obsessed
with my oblivion
of new found land
of your love
source: shipra .v
