While walking into the clouds of thoughts

I meet moments that brings the words

The words once that was called as a love

But turned out to be misery of dove.

Afraid of flooding that goes dwindling

Into the heart of chaos that wasn't rhyming

I kept raining in a hope to swipe the dust

That was once stocked in the mind to burst.

I then turned into mountains and trees

But then again brought wildfire and breeze

I kept wondering how did it happen

But the moment to realize was all too mundane.

I was left stuck in noisy chaos

But didn't knew anything about coming out from the painful rose

I was all aware about the wound that was seeping in

But didn't knew it's medicine to cure my heart within.

I am trying to go away

But her presence comes in my way

I don't know how deep the harm can be

I know its consequences but unable to release the agony of sea.

Diving so deep from the ocean of emotions

To go away and to lock all those open ramifications

It doesn't matter how far you fly to go away from thoughts

Until and unless the feelings are all fresh you cannot survive the wounds that was left to frost.

I was left stuck in noisy chaos

But didn't knew anything about coming out from the painful rose

I was all aware about the wound that was seeping in

But didn't knew it's medicine to cure my heart within.

Afraid of flooding that goes dwindling

Into the heart of chaos that wasn't rhyming

I kept raining in a hope to swipe the dust

That was once stocked in the mind to burst.

While walking into the clouds of thoughts

I meet moments that brings the words

The words once that was called as a love

But turned out to be misery of dove.

By Moin Uddin

From: Nepal

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