Life · Love · Teenage blues

Equinox

Standing on this junction of good n bad

There is good in bad, n bad in good.

Standing on this junction of right and wrong

I wonder who is to write, what is right n what is wrong?

Distances shorten. Days forgotten.

A new start to try a new start.

I fly among the windy clouds

Your whisper in my ear

A name, not found

Who are you? and Where am I?

The horizon starts to fade

darkens and daze

A walk through the shadows

Of  lows and highs

I try to find myself…hidden sly

This junction of then n now

A terrible dream

Loud shouts

Not straightened crease

Failed attempt.

Try

I try in success

For a clear head

To look ahead

To a beautiful tomorrow

Without any sorrows

Oh no sorrows..!!

Meet me at the equinox

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