Losing myself
Escaping the world
From shelf to shelf
I like to be curled
Growing up
In the uncertainty
Like a street pup
Want decision with certainty
Getting nervous
Wrecked from the inside
Doing all but service
As a part of me died
Got shooed
I tried my best
No change in the mood
Huge load on my chest
Snap back to reality
I may appear sick
Falling fast, thanks to gravity
I want to lose myself in this music...
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ReplyDeleteOne of the best Poetries ever...especially the third verse... no wonder u have always been a great poet
ReplyDelete-Barkha
Thank You, Barkha!
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ReplyDeleteI love this poem.
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