Swimming down the road in the deep dark in search of <br />Something of my life suddenly surfacing out at the top of <br />The surface from me within inside looking out at me <br />A thing of very strange ………………………………. <br /> <br /> <br />It is neither in static nor in motion <br />It is in commonly uncommon condition. <br /> <br />It is not showing me the truth but it is surely not the lie <br />It doesn't allow me to live; it doesn't allow me to die, <br />It never became my own though it never left me alone <br />It is definitely not my enemy or foe but not becoming my friend. <br />Though it never loves to love me but it hates to hate <br />It is not the dark but never gives me the light <br />It is in a strange color not in common black, blue and white. <br /> <br /> <br />It is not the impossible but it does not have the possibility, <br />It is not an unreal but unable to come in reality, <br />It is not the ugly but embodied with the true beauty, <br />It is not in vacuum but filled with quantity and quality <br />It never blocks me but never shows me the path <br />It never quenches but always increases my thirst. <br />It is not the shadow of the light though it refuses to glow <br />It never remains the same but it does not change, <br />What is it? It must be nothing but purely strange.<br /><br />Abdul Wahab<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/strange-26/
