UNTITLED
Tell me why do I have so many questions? Where are the answers? Any suggestions? Inside my head, there is this web thing Jumbled and scrambled The spider's got no wings Though stick to the sides in the walls Will it survive, if it falls? Earth is revolving at a slower speed Looks like my imagination has got a lead Faster than ever, its making me feel Like a horse running the cart on one wheel Trying to find the route to its field Confused, if the master will lead his way Will it reach its destination anyway? Tick-tock says the clock hanging on the wall Second by second, minute by minute it talks Time is always very short, I am told When a mouse is running to reach its hole Searching its way, cleverly it goes Though it may fall prey to cat's claws Will it survive if its caught? Tell me, why is everyone stuck in this puzzle? Trying to learn how will the life whistle Are there any rules to be followed in this jungle? When no rays can pass through and mingle Fast or slow, everyo