Severed from self br It is just br A selfless existence br Of this body br Made up of mere clay br br Nomadic thoughts br Your mind loves to create br Untrodden paths br Your feet tend to walk br Unknown words br Your tongue slips to pronounce br Speak with care br You are not allowed br To say br What has not been told to you br Yet br br My Love should be fearless br Then br Why all the time I have worries br Of my poor self br My pocket is crying for br The chocolates br My daughter loves to eat br My wife is building a new home br On the graveyard of my old dreams br My shoes have grown a little older too br Like the sadness in my mother’s eyes br I can replace my middle-aged lusterless shoes br With the young ones having a pristine shine br But what should I do br To rejuvenate the marks of happiness br In my mother’s lifeless eyes br And br In my life’s soulless existence br br This life is nothing br But a wakeful dream br I was predisposed to live br Then br Why am I rebellious br To my default operating system br I keep on customizing br My intrinsic programming br With an artificial intelligence br Errors and bloopers br And what I get in the end br Is nothing but br A rootless existence br br br Nov 29,2008br br Dr Kamran Haider Bukharibr br