Incomplete: -/ Poem by Anushka Arora

The grey looming sky above,
Rain drops still dripping down
From the pregnant sky above
We set our journey once again
Around and around we go in slow circles,
Moving to the beat of the thunders and rain
Than surrounds us as the droplets hit the ground
Shattered realisation lay
Scattered reminding me nothing is same
As another memory turns to dust
I cut the life line that attaches me to the past
And I shove it bave into the depths where.......
Nothing will ever bring it back alive
The rain does nothing to stop our journey never forgetting
Who we are, walk these streets of madness knowing that without each other we are
SIMPLY INCOMPLETE: -*: -*: -*: -*: -*: -*

ANUSHKA ARORA