I Go Twice Around The World But still Cant Find The Hopes

I go back down the years,

and see a picture like a painter looking up at the sky for colours,and then i see it more closely,with feelings,with emotions and with a hope of the lost answers and questions and try to gain them once again,though i cant stop or either hold it,it shares the same trait as a human,but i can catch a recap in my dream so that i clear that bee buzzing somewhere around my ears,i end the buzz with a journey to the past,i have become older and wider and more ahead of those little feelings i had at that time,now its a different look.how age and society changes ur idea of thinking and mindset in just seconds even before u realise they have done their part fully professionally,but i realised that they could not vanish mine,thanks to my intence power which does not let it be conquered by others,i walk all by myself and motivate my independence,its safe and secure,

it feels so priceless when u know all about everyone,who is what and how is their lives related to urs,like all the birds are urs and their food is kept under ur bed,same here,u knoe their natures and past and present and their secrets are in ur heart locked..

This world has got thrill and adventure hidden in every stone u hit down the road,

so instead i walk down and pick the stones up,collect their stories and read them each night, i wake up to drink the last sip of the glass,dont know if the next morning's sunlight would be deserved,i wont loose a moment to look deep,