QUESTION MARKS!

Lumps of mysteries to be solved 
Bunch of keys to be found 
Lots of questions to be answered 
Myriad of secrets to be revealed 
Question marks, are all I have 
Question marks are all that mark,
The history that effects my present 
The mystery that leaves me in dark!

Guesses are all I can make, 
Logics are all I can put 
To the questions those were left unanswered 
Into assumptions which stay unproven
About truth which remains unopened 
Question marks, are all I have
Question marks are all that mark,
The history that effects my present
The mystery that leaves me in dark!

If only, by any means 
these marks could be transformed
Into those of full stops.
'coz the truth might be hounding,
But staying in dark
Suffocates me to the core.
And only hounds me more. 

P.S.: Stay tuned for more. ;)