New place, new people and new memories,
Fabricating me into a new world of nostalgia.
Life is neither too short nor too long to think—
That it’s the amalgamation of days and nights in a blink.
Life is nothing but fragmented pieces of broken souls—
Where the hope meets life and life meets needs.
It was destructed ruthlessly long ago,
And it cannot be restructured now in a go.
Life is an endless block of chains,
Where most of the times someone gets chained.
It’s a wooden road covered in yellow leaves where—
We will check whether expectation meets reality or it’s rare.
You are absolutely correct.
Mumtaz Go Ahead
Your point of view caught my eye and was very interesting. Thanks. I have a question for you.