Evoking and preceding,
Each other.
Which one goes ahead?
A thought that bumps my mind.
I say it’s my world,
Where I feel perplexed.
Not that accessible to draw ever straight,
Even not to climb the undulated one.
Former must be a word for peace,
When everything is way more later at ease.
Latter might be a challenging one,
To strive through.
Yet wasn’t the previous to tough to draw,
Than the other one; taking so much power.
I find it impressive,
Yet depressive;
When myself I’m unable to stab it.
Just the similar way,
You say is the journey of ours.
Battling through;
Myriads of goals.
Yet a handful not achieved.
Bent at times,
Even A-line, that makes you extravagantly elated.
Nothing here appears so straight,
Nevertheless we trying making it the same.
The heavenly body of our existence,
A perfect evidence.
So round,
A sorta straight at the top.
Truly, genuinely,
There isn’t a real world.
Without having one of these,
Unless you’re planning to fly towards reel.
Both of them are equally supportive,
Equally neccesary.
Revolving across,
Paving around.
A world of them,
They’re; the world.
–GUNEEV KAUR
Guneev Kaur 