Lost in Transition

Looking at the vast skies,
Roaming like a bird away from its pack.
Don’t know the state I’m in-
Lost like a needle in the haystack.

Hadn’t felt like this from long,
How could I- you were there by my side.
Think I took those moments for granted;
And now I have nowhere to hide.

Coming to terms with reality,
Trying to smile and patch things up.
Waiting for the storm to subside-
The storm in my heart-sized teacup.


Sourabh said...

take it easy dude.

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