Nothing More Nothing Less

What is it that doesn't let you sleep

A question I asked myself at the stroke of midnight

And it wasn't a surprise

That reasons for it are too many

Depends which prism you are looking through

You ask a winner what doesn't let you sleep

They would say the hunger to continue the streak

But if you ask someone who would be on the opposite side of them

They would say the desparation to end the streak

You ask a strong-minded what doesn't let you sleep

They might say few things from which you may conclude

They know things

But if you ask someone who is on the opposite side

They might say tons of things and yet you will feel

They know nothing

So it all depends on which colour of glares you wearing

Coz that is how the world will be painted by you

But what if we say about a possibility that

The answer to that question just maybe

You don't know, what really is going on

I mean we aren't perfect or a programmed  machine

No one is a 'I Know All' person

Coz if anyone feels like that

They are just fooling themselves

The winner who is trying to maintain that streak

Will never be able to bask in the glory of it

We create a façade so people don't look through it

These are same breed who categorise people

Coz that is the easy way

That's the reason I called out one winner

But didn't mention the other as loser

Or said someone who is strong-minded

But didn't call the other as weak

Coz who are we, what do we know?

We are just a peck of dust

Nothing more Nothing less

So coming back to that same question at half past midnight

I would say I really don't know 

And I will keep it that way and just close my eyes

-SR.

PS: May The Force Be With You.