Some thoughts used to remain incomplete
voices found to be hazy,
tears use to dried up
but the hunger of completing the journal remains sharp.
Pen is running on its usual speed,
ink was flowing smooth
still the words got freeze up
in the light of no moon.
Completing the journey may not be always possible
it is cool to stand apart from the queue.
Everyone is waiting to print their complete jounal on time,
don't follow other's path
your incomplete journal
will increase the fire of curiosity in every human's heart.