I picked up a pen and paper
and as I sat, I felt this hollow in my heart like I cant breathe but just write.
I felt an old pain that has surfaced above , like a lost message in the bottle .
l felt the fear building around my bones,
all the uncertainity biting on my soul.
I sensed this strange, scary but , so familiar darkness around me.
After so long , I felt that my mind had too much to say but my heart was numb.
The page before me was blank.
Thankyou to each and everyone. ❤
I hope you all are doing good! 😁
Why is that while everything around is burning to ashes , the “supreme creature human” is as cold as ever ?
A time when we have no water just egos to gulp down our throats.
A time when we have no air just miseries to breath up.
A time when we have no trees just concrete dust to look up.
But what’s there to worry,
Aren’t we all headed towards glory ?
Well that’s what has been taught to us in theory ..
It’s time..we say sorry.
How do you intend to catch the rainbow, without a little of rain …?