Stagnant

The hours rush by
And day turns to night
And night turns into day
And we exist
In a muddle of crowds, aspirations and emotions
Craving for a change
⠀⠀
For time to still
For the day to dawn
For the storms to pass by

Healing

I have meandered a thousand incomplete thoughts

Wandered through the unfamiliar terrains of my mind

I have picked my way through the sharp shards

left from the words I have said to myself

And after all these years, meeting myself 

felt like taking a breath of fresh air

After suffocating in the stagnant breath of a lifetime