POETIC PLAY STUDIO

Priyanshi shah

Cloudy

Dancing on the strings of our perception,
We create a realm of joy and suffering,
Closely entangled in each other,
We circle the circling,
In a life clouded with fate,
Losing and adventures,
We swim in constant dilemmas,
And become who we are not,
In search of who we are,
We tell ourselves a false story,
In broad daylight staying in darkness,
Until our pain transforms and,
A light of sensitivity not from above or below,
But from within touches us,
And with tired eyes we see reflections,
That reveals the secrets of our brokenness,
Hidden in the heartless heart,
To remind us about the art of creation,
Wrapped in explosion and destruction,
As I witness the burning of myself,
I am left with nothing but ashes of remembrance,
As it holds me and endures the unknown,
To whom I become.

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