I run on faults,
I have come a long way,
I know I have to run,
And effortlessly I have to understand,
The bearing of simmering burden
On my back,
To reach to the sea
That is my aim,
That is meant for me,
And time brings conclusion
To live on sharp razor-edge,
Smell on smell
Word on word
With body in pain,
Over fire of speeches
Delivered by others,
Who are making differences,
Between common and uncommon,
Between reality and dream,
And I think of my faults,
As generality of living
For my life and destiny.
