These Days

A mind, uneasy – upset,

Sinking weightlessly down unto non,

Yet this life seizes to end so easily,

A new twist at every end unto what?

 

I cannot cry,

I have no tears to shed, okay?

You’ve made me try, again & again,

but I have no patience to move on – believe it.

 

Tragedy, tragic end of all events:

I emerge stronger than we could’ve ever conceived – believe it.

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The good:

lot of creativity, Ravi, Ashish, Priyanka.

The bad:

loneliness, depression, conflicts

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