The time has come to try my hand
at puzzles that are unsolved.
The mysteries of this magic world
inside my head revolve.

Like poets and philosophers
I think about the stars,
or if Romeo and his fellow lovers
really reside in Mars.

Is philosophy the only way
to let out what I feel?
I will express myself one day
I will find out what’s real.

Jinxed I am, I should say
or what takes me so long?
To figure out the right way
to distinguish right from wrong.

We change in time as we grow,
and we come to know each other.
sometimes fast sometimes slow
flows life, like a mountain river.

Love, with its true implication,
sometimes seems absurd.
What is the final destination?
What is the final word?

When life and love intersect
it creates what they call magic.
Then why is it that in most cases
what happens is almost tragic?

I wish I have the answer some day
to the question I fear to ask.
will I succeed, come what may
will I complete my task?

What I say may not make sense
to the winners out there.
But the losers, come talk to me
tell me if it’s fair?