FOOTSTEPS ECHO
in the empty halls
OF MY CHAOTIC MIND
frantically racing
TOWARDS AN OPEN DOOR
an invisible stampede
OF UnOrDEreD THOUGHTS
fighting TO BE set free
a SHIMMER in the AIR
A RIPPLE IN THE waters of TIME
AS THEY ACHE
to flow freely
Spreading their touch
CREATING HAVOC
in the uniformity
of mundanity
STIRRING up the peace
creating
ORDERED chaos!
~Shamshaad~
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