Though I dream
In colours,
Yet my reality get Mixed up
In greys.
Am left uncertain Of the path
I trod,
My heart pounds In anxious rhythm
To the concealed life that
I lead.
Hope am not going Insane,
Silently Musing about Answers that elude
Me...
Don't dare drop, you runaway
Tears
Mocking me with your blinding blinks.
Maybe am blinded by illusions,
Searching my way through a labyrinth...
Stuck in Limbo,
A life of misplaced
Dreams.
My heart pounds In anxious rhythm To the concealed life that I lead.. these are fine expressions........ they are poetic.... you have poetic sense in you....... thank you.
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Silently Musing about Answers that elude Me... Don't dare drop, you tears Maybe am blinded by illusions, Searching my way through a labyrinth... Stuck in Limbo, A life of misplaced Dreams. Beautifully written. thank you
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