An out of sync morning kicks in today..
With noises and chaos all the way..
Pushing, sliding and crawling through doors and windows..
Bringing sanity at its feet at every crossroads..
Looking for yesterday's order..
Couldnt find it...Couldnt like it..
Just color coordinated mistakes waiting to rewind itself.
An out of sync mind has chosen its day..
Knocking on thoughts that never play..
Talking about actions that were born out of worthless yesterday
Lets walk into another maze..
Guilt and regret have done their share..
Can taste them like never before bitter and betrayed..
An out of sync behavior has met its fate..
Running through lengths and breadths of thoughts today
Been pulled into the sink where words lay.
Powerful once, but doomed next day..
Mea Culpa..Mea Culpa never sounded best before..
Couldnt scream it anymore as the heart is filled with it to its core..
15-3-15
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem