If no threads of even shredded understanding
pulls me to the life which i used to love..
And the ahead seems to loom ahead
When the mind is trapped in a whirl of emotions
where consciousness seems afar
Decisions may waver
Mind unstable...
Thoughts bitter, words harsh...
Eyes tear..,
Forehead creased
when random empty thoughts
creeps and tangles the mind
The love stands longing..
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