Ghazal 1.0

If we have a life, there has to be a purpose? I don’t know 
When tomorrow comes, will there be a prospectus? I don’t know 
As she sang her lullabies, the whole world fell into a trance, 
Could one escape this state, was she an enchantress? I don’t know 
The sky is star lined each night, like diamonds they emit their shine, 
Across horizons above, the width of darkness? I don’t know 
In the echoes from underground, there lies the forgotten truth, 
Where the souls are set free, is that their susurrus? I don’t know 
A feeling residue, sparks an adrenaline revenue, 
Will Rashmi know the meaning, devoid excursus? I don’t know
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