I Can't End The Probability

By Ishika Morolia

Lying supine on the floor, I can't challenge my ability

I want that trust again; I can't end the probability.

I wish for that laugh, that giggle, that chortle-

I want that faith in love to be immortal!

Aspiring hard, struggling and getting up before seven,

I want to see them proud before I am in heaven!

With steps even on stars, I can't lose my humility

I want to fly again; I can't end the probability.

After living dead with dreams imprisoned behind fence-

To me the Death of Solitude makes no sense.

No love was “love”, if it turns fake one day…

Cause my heart doesn't beat daily, to break one day.

God bless: me, my friend, family, also my foe,

Then why to die in pain? I even hate dying though!

That same person, those eyes, and the same nobility,

I want to love again; I can't end the probability.

By Ishika Morolia