Mid-Life Crisis


My mind is messed
my thoughts are muddled 
I know no more the right from crime

Today is a horrid consequence 
Of what tomorrow maybe 
I love him but he may not 

Life is but only about affection
self-regard, his passion, their appreciation
I want to have all, but none 

To be doubtful, lost and hesitant 
Yearn there was one separate from that 
A Walk in the woods with him beside me 

The dream was to soar, build a life of honour
A hundred hurdles on the detour  
My perseverance is now a burden

A wolf is as strong as the pack it furnish
discord amongst is poison to each
Bundling the three Is ruining me

-Khushi

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