'The Melancholic Muse'
Deep inside a wounded soul
Lies the nostalgic and weird hall
Some thoughts run wild
Ghosts of memories never died.
I'm so tired and weak
One moment- trails are waiting for me
One moment- free from every pain
O mother! Buy me candies again
I want to go back to my happy days
Where I could laugh and play.
Today, I'm standing at the shore
And the waves makes it loud
Every damn step feels like a struggle
Everyday seems like a jigsaw puzzle.
A new chapter can still form
apart from the haunted road.
Copyright © Palak Pk | Year Posted 2024
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