When is it that you feel content even on losing?
When is it that you feel happy to be unhappy?
When is it that you feel full with nothing?
When is it that you feel famous when you are unknown?

When is it that you get your signals to walk ahead?
When is it that you get your tickets to travel across?
When is it that you get your reasons to all the queries?
When is it that you get your answers to live the moments?

When is it that you know that you are not surprised?
When is it that you know that you need to smile?
When is it that you know that you have it all to climb the peak?
When is it that you know that you have seen no stranger in your reflections?

When is it that you have stopped masking your soul?
When is it that you have outcropped the images beyond imaginations?
When is it that you have let yourself run ahead of boundaries?
When is it that you have created a new world within your new vacuum?

When is it that you post yourself just as you wanted to?
When is it that you make the second that you always wanted to have?
When is it that you would live a whole life in the present one moment?
When is it that you silence all the faces and just word every breath in your own dialect?