Uncertainty
It is felt when thinking about anything A sort of blank hole to fall down, It opens the path to a new world full of either happiness or pain Because of not knowing what to think about, Neither about pity nor about joy Pleasure, by means of it, is difficult to achieve But easy to feel through illusions Heart pounds in such a deep way that is in love with it. It gets rid of rules and obligations It provides delight Brimming with happiness is the path to such an uncertain hole But the tree broke my fall. It keeps me through. The uncertain is such a delightful way for insatiable desires It is a constant want. It actually seems to be a life’s must Maybe yes or maybe not, why maybe? Because it is unclear Would it be risky to jump into the hole? Imagine a sort of flying looking for pleasures Two melting shadows under the sky Kissing each other under the sun But are the beams of light who do not allow the shadows to kiss Why such a ...