२९ कार्तिक, २०८०
I’m counting every second
Waiting for the day unknowingly.
I always think of three words:
yesterday, today and tomorrow
And wanting more and more.
I don’t know why,
This desire has been stretching endlessly
So that I’m running behind it continuously
I’m not sure I may or may not be satisfied.
But I am pretty sure, I must have left everything,
When the time comes,
I have to go beyond the world,
I may not get chance to say bye.