Shikha Singh


Illusion

I’ve lost the ability to express,
Thoughts are nothing but a jumbled mess.
I’m surprised at how time moulds you,
I’m awed at how life holds you.

Hands draw you back and keep you glued to the ground,
Chain you with reality; gnaw at you like a hound.

Time heals your sour wounds but leave a deep scar,

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