So keeps on turning our ball of life
Facing the moon, the sun,
At times cold, at times hot
And this time hot, very..*
different lifeforms seek shelter
from blazing , merciless rays of life
a cat is sprawl ,lifeless trying to get out of his
unfair fur..
ants are twisting around ,
like a leaf who lost a reason
and so continue this existence
till some drops of hope
will clear way to a washed up future

all crave the moistures of yesterdays
alas, those are long vanished
into a blue vast of cosmic energies
in a predetermined dance
cling to a faint hope
of cooler more logical solutions
And we are tilting between
glasses half empty
and dried-up glimpsy hopes

At times , a faint watery smile
And then, the blazing reality keeps on
turning and twisting all in its way
marking and spotting us all
leaving the world with more questions
than answers ..