Life is pretty fine

It seems pretty perfect, pretty fine!
Even the binocular can't focus you the truth.
But, inside me the void howl is growing higher.

In my marrow I know the deep truth!
The howl is not about love, not about grace.
It's me, my psyche; my old soul is crying!!
She wants to retreat.
Although the street became the kingdom of vacuity;
It's deep, dark & black.
Zigshaw puzzle is impossible to solve anymore!!

Bright yellow hope is her only friend!!
She wants to walk like a true heart.
She wants to smile like she meant it.
Walking with happy reverted soul is a mere dream.

Nevertheless, she is a lier, lying the world!!
Befooling you like the way she befools herself.
Lying is all she does and all what you believe.

Life is nice, nice like happy bright yellow colour!!!
Yes, it seems pretty perfect, pretty fine!

- Jayati Ghosh