on
a little evening walk
lost
in my thoughts
wondering
what others are up to
while
i'm left behind,
crushed
with my own thoughts
the
sky turned dark
cool
breeze begins to flow
peacocks
are singing
trees
are dancing
clouds
are weeping
i'm
completely soaked,
not
moving at all
dark
clouds that heal
i
want to drown
to come out
alive
About- I was inspired to write this poem based on what is exactly mentioned in the poem like i was soaked in rain when i was running because i was lost in my own thoughts. It is one of the poem that reflects my depressive period.
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