Unsettling
Timeline of thoughts,
breakthrough the doors.
What implies on me,
standing in the queue?
What breaks my thoughts,
those little ones,
who brushes through me,
making me lean.
The innocent face,
turns me high,
entangles the feelings by.
The little face,
turns me high,
refreshing my feelings by.
The broken spaces,
broken humor,
crushes from above.
While the untold promises,
leaves the road,
uprooted by challenges,
intertwined.
Some instances are for a lifetime,
for some are for minute time.
Some instances are for a lifetime,
for some are for minute time.
We end up letting go of all that,
while disbelieving it all.
We end up letting go of all that
while disbelieving it all.
Letting hollowness consume our soul,
while awaiting deepens the scars.
Rusted bruises often hurt more,
piercing the skin,
ending up without healing.
ending up without bearing.
Ending up without fearing,
all the wounds are open.
The unsettling words,
disturbs my inner peace,
while my soul is awake,
how can I sleep?
Timeline of thoughts,
breakthrough the doors.
What implies on me,
standing in the queue?
What breaks my thoughts,
those little ones,
who brushes through me,
making me lean.
The unsettling words,
disturbs my soul,
while my inner peace is awake,
how can I sleep?
The End!
{Cover- Image from Dream}
Theme of the poem: Unsettling
There are times in our life we feel consumed, tired. It is not like we do not have any motivation but our inner peace is hampered. We used to believe that feelings and emotions were great and were at their peak, as time passes, we learn that nothing is in sync. No one will stick to you unless you run behind them. No one will fall stay awake for you, no one will wait for you, no one will push you, there is no one out there. You were the only one who yearned to push, who yearned to be the gear, no one else has time for that. Everyone is settled in their own world. You learn all this, but now you are too overwhelmed and numb to know why is it like this. There was this spark in you that always told you the opposite, it seems that it is disappearing, you are left in the wave, all alone, to sink.