“I Am the Question”
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I am the question, the riddle untold,
A whisper of fire, too restless to hold.
I walk through echoes, I chase the unknown,
Yet every answer just leaves me alone.
The stars in the sky, they ask me my name,
The wind hums a tune, yet sounds just the same.
No start, no end, just circles I weave,
A seeker of truth, yet lost in belief.
I knock on the doors of silence and sound,
But meaning is nowhere, and nowhere is found.
For I am the puzzle, the search, the unrest,
A question unanswered—forever my quest.
-Shiv
A whisper of fire, too restless to hold.
I walk through echoes, I chase the unknown,
Yet every answer just leaves me alone.
The stars in the sky, they ask me my name,
The wind hums a tune, yet sounds just the same.
No start, no end, just circles I weave,
A seeker of truth, yet lost in belief.
I knock on the doors of silence and sound,
But meaning is nowhere, and nowhere is found.
For I am the puzzle, the search, the unrest,
A question unanswered—forever my quest.
-Shiv
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