Lost Soul

I wonder which unknown world I have come,

Where sky's covered with this flowery dome,

Where the street looks like pure gold,

A land perhaps where no one grows old,

And the river as clear as crystal,

It all seems to me like a riddle,

Where life, they say is easy,

But one without struggle makes me dizzy,

Maybe that's the reason I feel lost,

Cause hell is where I originally belong!

~ Neha Parmar