Someday, I've an outburst of emotions
Someday, I'm a blank paper awaiting to get
inked with plethora of thoughts.
We abide with so much more to grasp
A catch 22 situation it has,
We don't know what's better?
Gliding through the clouds,
Or coveting to get a sight of them?
But, we need to settle an equilibrium.
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PoesiaHere's to the whirling thoughts inside a fickle mind, comprising random scribbles and verses in metrical symphony!🌸 // Highest-ranking : #1 in verses #3 in strings #98 in poetry// ^_^
