Looking out at overcast skies,
A bird here and there but not much more...

Gliding over a sleeping Ocean,
The night is calm and crisp...

Too hard to put on paper,
Too hard for me to describe...

Few friends are true,
The rest are temporary...

Thoughts are captivating,
A million possibilities...

Somewhere, Somehow,
Sunny behind the clouds...

These words don't rivet attention,
Heard only through the mind...

Red blistering anger,
Engulfing up my soul...

This poem doesn't change clothes,
It can't walk, it doesn't speak...

Feeling fazed but crazy,
I shall call it crazed...

In the end,
I Got your laugh...

Life is a question,
I search for an answer...