In Flashes, It Comes To Me Poem by Sumita Jetley

In Flashes, It Comes To Me



the realisation.
Nothing is well.

It would never be well.
at least for me.

This when?
all is well.

No, No.
Nothing is well.

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Sometimes, you are so used to pressures of life. You freak out when all is well.
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