The same old memories keep hitting me over my head
Always once I feel free, they are welcomed as norms
Norms which were unfollowed a long time back
Sitting on my chair my vicious mind rested for some time
Working under so much pressure with headache is this line
The same old memories too keep hitting me over my head
And I sleep with bump for so long being tired and wet.
I filled spare time with more work to let it go
For once the work is over ‘nd they here to boost me “hoe”
Always once I feel free, they are welcomed as norms
My mind full of disparities to let them unfollowed.
Something unusual that stake my world at risk
These burdened quests are removed still in me they live
Norms which were unfollowed a long time back
Still exists in hearts of every people who lag.
P.S. – Sorry if I wrote something silly and lame…I know I was out of mind while I wrote this.
Poetry Pot 