What if
What if the shattered pieces of soul
Ready to align , Hoping a chance
Cracked into millions, Being a foul
Disappeared in air without any trance
What if the warmth I presumed to live
Typically a burn, To consume me alive
What if the crafted stones for a home
Are bound to crash for the grave.
What if the broken memories, gathered
With hope to flourish,
turned out to be a tormenting reminiscence,
Trashing the only way, to cherish.
What if the broken pot, filled with dry flowers,
Being displayed as patterns and aesthetics,
Will the pot ever get molded and filled with fragrance.
What if the clumsy cloud mind, remains unsettled,
Even after the downpour, So Unclear.
What if the questions ponder and wander,
Find the answer and will be the end of what ifs,
Just a wonder?!
~Kavi
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Kavi's Writings
PoetryA two beautiful lines can became a poem.... Just a girl who loves to express her thoughts in words Hope my words will make you smile a bit atleast like i found my happiness in words Journey of searching happiness in words ♡
