Hazy Morning, Blurry Thoughts Poem by Renuka Gunasakaran

Hazy Morning, Blurry Thoughts



On a hazy morning,
A thought floating across the blurry mind
Mirroring past actions and the whys behind them

Is this really me it asked,
A question breaking all actions.

As the silence speaks no justification,
Consequences cloud the shrouded future.

Its a dilemma indeed,
Which might dim but never depart.

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