Pounding head and shattered thoughts,
Words uttered are full of knots,
Sanity is too mainstream,
With all my wilderness, let's get lost.
Aching eyes and broken dreams,
Every eye blink pour out steam,
With stretched arms, face the sun,
And let's absorb its every beam.
Exhausted ligaments and tendon,
Anxiety fills up every bone,
Leave the couch with limbering leg,
And enroll yourself in a daring zone.
Insomniac nights keep heart tight,
But Pain is more like ant's bite,
With open eyes, step into fantasy,
Which is only full of heights.
Surrounded by crowd with varying mask,
Transition of face is their ultimate task,
To keep 'self' apart, I find myself,
Confined in a, narrowed neck flask.
Soul is tired of continuous war,
Coz Heart and mind are in different car,
One is wild and other is tamed,
Before they collide, bring them flower.
🔥❤️
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