Poems, Thoughts

Crawling in circles

It pricked each time the thoughts ran

Like that demon who’d been on a chase

Not an ordinary one, it’s a monster

They say it’s about perspective

It’s true but where’s the silver lining

If perspectives are meant to be countered

I’d be crawling, not running, in circles

Because most of the time,

It’s unbearable.

– Parveen Maghera

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