Feeling incomplete still complete,
With myself I had compete.
Unknowingly I fired away,
I had never been so wide awake.
But still I had wings to fly,
Still wasting my time to cry.
In the place of Hollow,
In the dark city,
I'm the only Solo,
Without any pity.
Then in the imperfect flames,
I met somebody I don't know,
Coming a voice,
"Let Go."
Another sound asked me who are you,
I replied, thinking it's so tricky,
I'm the only Solo,
Without any pity.
I realised that the who I don't know,
Who said me;"Let Go"
Was so Hollow,
I realised that I wasn't that Solo.
I discern that I'm still with my soul,
Soon the fire calmed down,
The light had passed,
I saw the sun and like it glown.
- Rohan Sharma
