Out of the Past

My Mind is badgering from the past,

Austerity of remembrance
Growing into my nerves,
Tears of anxieties
Flowing into my brain…
One wants to come out
From the webs of dreams,
Another wants to see the world of Zest.
Now, flutter of ambition
Gives me the breath of new life,
And the thirst of my ears
Still waiting for the sound of exuberance……



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