Life apprehends entertainment in the name of grief,

Consequently, filling the precious moments with shock and disbelief.

Since springtime, the phase of happy/joyful juncture follows the misery,

The innocent soul is left nowhere supersensibly.

Overcoming the powerful turbulences each passing day seemed to be inefficacious,

Slowly, strongly and steadily getting over the issues, falling in line with the most delicate burdensome, ungracious.

Accordingly, happiness in life becomes the most gigantic fear,

Finally, everything changing gear strikes terror.

The brio turns disgraceful recalling the instances,

Struggling to forget events consequently builds multiple misfortune afresh and hence the blueness.

Cursing the holy spirit and self to the core of something, expecting nothing,

Accordingly, life in wholesome seems to be conjuring.

Wishing the hopes to turn into reality,

At times the hopeless me converting my real personality.

The fear of the future together with adventitious cropping up grief,

Counting days to experience and breathe the sign of relief.

Will the fire ignited discover the new me or rage of despair burn the self,

Don't know whether the riddles in life will ever be answered or remain a mystery unsolved and unanswered?

Self-being independent and strong enough wish to mellow fine catching up with the routine roller-coaster,

Accordingly, wish to eradicate the explosive misadventure in the way of life.

Living life in neutral...

Ha... Ha... Ha...