There came a shift; a slip?
Things went for a toss, majorly it flipped.
I now toggle between ego trips and pleasure dips.
Standing alone in the crowd, I am so off the grid.
The rules of the game have now changed.
Bold and nervy looks are all I exchange.
The sweet talk too has a sarcastic twist.
These days when I kiss, I end up snoozing the bliss.
With this new algorithm in life.
It’s starting to feel like the onset of a fresh strife.
There isn’t any looking back, nor a stopping by.
I have paused at a place where my heart sings, but my words die.
From where I look, the dreams beneath sigh!
I shrug and look up, the stars are distant; they are still shining high.
Now this I know and I know it well.
My Journey Downhill has strong impels.
What I want is to hold and stay
But all I do is roll away.