INCOMPLETE-ness

My dreams when glow

The world shines.

And the world when blow

My soul cries.

What purpose for me

This life can give?

When it holds no worth,

In the eyes of being..!

Have I ever been selfish?

Yes, because I live,

Let me die

And the real life begins.

The sun’s glory glow

In our minds,

Then why hidden

And farcified?

I want to see the sunlight

Spread its magic tenacious.

And every heart

Reflect its flow luminous.

But backed by incomplete-ness

Can humanity ever grow?

I wish for every soul to refresh

And thus let my poems always flow.