when my dream dashed and divided like million stars in the night skies

I felt the deja vu of a fool's paradise I remain so good to their illusion

As a Buddhist in meditation

The wall have built to dodge fate has also stolen me of wish I strive and keep pushing walls, running gamestry in a circular race with reoccurring end meet

when my night life spam approaches

Then I saw fate something inevitable like death accepted my wish had corded with rust that I couldn't help surrendering to nightmare of night choice

Then I danced humbly to the tune nature beats and forsake unyielding wishes

Extracted from:what I wished,but fate has been decided

This is just me yapping, sometimes as a writer I use to feel I have lost my writing spark. This write up was something I dropped like 3 years back and now reading it again. It feels like a masterpiece to my current self. Nowadays, I barely hold my pen but I’m trying.