I stare into the void,
Reviving the sweet memories shrouded from the world.
An ocean of turbulent thoughts inside me,
Betrays the tranquility so displayed.
But into that void,
Is a pair of eyes,
giving a penetrating look that feels like a slap.
Back into the material world, it dawns upon me that;
Even the mind has its own way,
to make you forget the obscure archives,
where you had stacked those shreds of yourself,
once you discard them to get over it.
‘What is this?’ must be your question.
No rhymes….no specific pattern…. Nothing.
Actually I’ve never done poetry. And these words just came to my mind out of the blue when i was….(staring blankly at the walls 😂😂)
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