Corridor

In the corridors of life you can see anything
There is no perfect point but parallel lines
Which doesn't speak but indicates you need to keep on moving

All the ethics and their bush can't protect you
Light is not to sparkle your way but
Only to remind you there is darkness in your way

So
boast of nothing, be sure but for uncertainty
The picture you see remain all the same and its like dead body
All we can't dare for being happy Permanently

What actually happened, to forget and to be known
You can't to be answered
When you know its something like non-prevented

Even the event to cure sound ridiculous
But you step into it when your precious thing is at stake
When you take an action you know you are late

What was a time when that alarm rang
You couldn't hear it, but people around you tell you,
you are late
Front line help denies you and now you are helpless

You weep a lot coz you have no sterilized heart
After facing a lot
It still beats for happiness, and sadness as you have to accept