Time out of Mind

Losing ping of my mind,
i can't print my future.
Days glistened frustrating me,
on high hopes could not reach,
Sunshine blinks on innocent face,
I who responsible for his future
I try to rescue myself and tired,
if i am to be a sailor,
Sometimes silence and darkness makes thunder,
timed out! timed out! timed out!
So i can't print my future.

-Shaleheen

poem by Musfiq us Shaleheen
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