Saturday, May 11, 2024

Poem 155 : Broken Mind

 Broken Mind
                           - T ABRAHAM

(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)

Confusion confusing one,

Decision taken by someone,

Focus is disappearing,

Fog is appearing,

Nothing to interest,

Nobody to trust,

Anger roaring and raging,

The thunder roaring inside,

It's raining outside,

Roads flooded with impatience,

No signs for pure patience,

Days to live,

Becoming days to drag,

The unhappiness filling,

Conscience smiling.

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