THIS IS HOW I WOULD DIE

Wandering thoughts, veracious darkness, tangled-jumbling worries, unrest soul, daunting mind, assiduous efforts by heart ............that had left all stimulus on backfoot and had set the tranquil feelings in mere abstraction finally found a way with the ink and a zeal to pour it out with certain poetic license. These poems are the words written while exploring the unexplored hidden self. WORDS are the best replacement for the tears spilled, prayers unanswered, longings that remains waiting in solace, colossal losses and purest of the pure emotions. In a hope will provide a little solace to many in the outbound world.