Category : Poems

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Look upon the skies and stars
Seeking a refuge for all the changes I've seen nd been through....

As the clouds of change swirl around in a circle, a viscious circle.

Blocking the hope blinks of my life.

The twinkling, the spark, the light has been faded into deep darkness.
 
The winds of change has tossed me over and o'er again
Either leading me to a place of joy or to a place of despair.

But as the changes crawl me over, it takes a toll on me.
Like the two sides of a coin, I'm subjected to the changes in nd around.
Forgetting and remembering the usual stuffs I do.

Either the clouds may pour down making me wet, 
Else it may make me mummified as if the deadly frostbite views of the near and strange changes takes me over.

As if I'm a rag doll....I'm dragged over and over.

I'm subtle but now I'm not
I'm the joy, the pride ....but now I'm not.

The changes have swoon me over, and it has made a new replica of me.
And I'm scared to let it out.

As that change would bring a hurricane, a cloud burst, a blizzard, a storm, a tornado........

I've a tsunami of thoughts shaking and trembling and bubbling inside ....but I dunno when the quakes will end.