Poems Through My Percept

Rushing Past Me

Hurried down my way,

Descending in dismay .

Landing on the next floor ,

My heart beat went low .

Straight down my height ,

Acknowledging the annoying sight .

The crowd shoved past me ,

Heels clattering in glee ,

Towards the floor I was in ,

For the past few hours indeed .

My eyes scanned through the brisked up crowd,

Excitement flickers through each of them like dawn.

I'm relieved to see them all gone,

I continued with my shoes till the end of the road .

Panting madly I bent into two ,

My soul beaten black and blue .

Still not sure whether it's the end,

Listening to the approach of sirens ,

My blood rushing up the veins.

Embracing myself to the feet,

Running my dangerous life from beat.

As the escaped cult off hand,

Running my life till the very end .

Till the very end of my faultly 
accused soul...

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