Soul in the rain.
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Could you please , tell
what is going on here ,
i dont know honey.
Because i am always in a dream
and it's almost more than a daze,
and never wear doubts and tensions .
This is the soul that wonders 'nacked' everywhere, corners and nooks.
I get the things and throw it over
because i am hinding a wild heart
and ohh ! You see ,i always get to be the same.
Always beat the things up
and set up a journey to a new land .
No i am not that lass called Alice .
You know it always not like the milkyway.
I mellow up and sneak the secrets ,
Though you look up your hearts .
My mind sketch some dirty figures and i disfigure them .
Don't you know , i hate you more
when i don't know why.
These ways are not always to be explained .
So i screw all these up,
please don't let me down
this courage is high temperate,
i get to chill but will you please shut up
my head ,carrying frigging things, and these tangled braids frustrates me.
I be in that bed always alone and think myself a witch.
But i'll not let you call my names
i am not in cage this time.
And can't help if i always be like the same.
I walk under heavy rain .
So please i don't need these old shelters.
©kavita verma
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