Changing people faster than time
going along with instinct
may prove you a fool
chasing myself ,understanding self
difficult than understanding anything
wandering thoughts
emphasizing murmur
shimmering ideas
haunting minds
plucking souls
curtained feelings
bothering so much
taking shelter under pierced roof
rains are no longer inspiring
instead poring drops of miseries
changing clothes but
wearing same thoughts
crawling on mind once again
scratching me from myself
inspiration still holding my hand
pulling me towards hope
burying the old thoughts
healing the scratched wounds
grafting the burning scars
bringing new skin to the surface
loving to be in new skin
comfortable within
smiling again to the life
climbing the ladder carefully
promising myself to grow
encouraging myself not to stop in between
persistently moving against the wind.
