Just My Pointless Ramblings

  Overthinking is the bane that grips me and crushes my soul, ‘What-ifs?’ clouding my mind, Each scenario planned out with precision when I daydream, This poem is the proof of the same, I went, what-if if life is a wonderful coincidence, What-if it is all planned out in advance, And I am just unknowingly playing my part, Pulled by the strings of fate. Is life a wonderful coincidence? Or just a bunch of random events with no meaning whatsoever? Out of all the permutations and combinations, When the odds are 7.8 billion to 1, And in this entire existence of your human life, I think there might be a few people who actually know you, Despite the internet and including the people on the internet, Maybe even less if your introverted… What are the odds? 7.8 billion to 20. 780,00,00,000 to 20. If I say it is a coincidence, Then honestly it is too much of a coincidence, That you met a bunch of 20 random people out of 7.8 billion, Who may or may...

  How do you keep going on with no end in sight? Do you keep walking without a destination? How do you relentlessly keep going? Keep going, And going at it… when you don’t know what will happen? Faith and hope - They say is the secret, Faith in something, someone, some universal power, That it will be alright, And everything will be okay, That it will all workout in the end… I wonder who gives this guarantee… Faith is the guarantee, An unshakable optimism, Faith and hope, Sounds good, I think, too good to be true, Maybe there are things in this world which are too good to be true, And they are true too, Maybe you just have washed your brain with sorrow, And to dry it up you need the warm rays of hope and faith, Why so serious? Why so cynical? Why so skeptical? Life is just a few moments long, Those who want to die seem to be living forever, And those who want to live seem to die sooner, You never know when you have to go, So w...