The clash
between sudden surge of emotions,
together with hope,
and the ruckus of indifference,
turning every single thought
into a pang of guilt,
have you felt it?
Stomach churning.
Why did you wake up?
Albeit the hollering
of unstoppable imaginations,
I still yearn.
Yearning,
for a continuous flow
of euphoria.
Yearning for chaos.
Yearning for surprises.
Yearning,
for laughters in between...
Now let it rest.
Falling into silence...
"Now I know I've got a heart because it is breaking." - Tin Man
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Wonder In Chaos
PoetryJust a collection of poems I be writing whenever I feel like doing so.
