The thoughts took devotion to irrationality.
The road of life took direction to immorality.
I breathed the air of incessant thoughtlessness.
The world exhaled the emotion of cruelty.
That is when I looked for my anonymous identity.
That is how the life snatched my rationality.
From hidden to sought, from flood to draught,
From love to hate and from life to death,
I kept on looming, lurching and swinging.
I was found when lost and lost when found.
About the Author
Heena Joshi
Joined: 15 Oct, 2016 | Location: , India
A wordnerd, a wordoholic, a book eater and perpetual sleeping beauty is what i call myself. Hobnobbing with bookbugs tops my priority and talking of books and reading....i firmly believe on eat,read,sleep,repeat. :P...
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