being surrounded by the crowd,
making attempts to run quicker,
And that makes me stand still in the crowd.
The empty pages catch up all the glare,
left blank and then still full of matter,
the power to convince and conquer over the mindsets,
setting the forgotten corners into the search process.
Screening through the torn clippings,
Made me lost to somewhere, anything,
Endlessly searching in the shambles,
that would lead to somewhere.
That might remind of home or related issues,
Dont let that luxurious lifestyle fade away,
Walk away with sense and pride,
With smiles and dreams beyond.
- Nandini Garg