hundrets of kilometers may be between us
and we might never meet again.
The time will keep on ticking
one day there won't be a 'then'.
A train, so far away from you.
My train.
Why is it driving,
but not driving me to you?
I chose the path,
but my choice was wrong.
Only overthinking right now
on my journey, that will be so long.
What if something bad had happened?
By now, it would be over
but now, I guess I'll never know
the days will soon be colder.
A bad outcome missed,
a good outcome as well..
Would it have been wise to try?
I guess only time can tell.
YOU ARE READING
Chaos In My Mind
कविता𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑀𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑜ℎ 𝑠𝑎𝑦 ... This is a book of some poems I've written r...
