Each one Swaped
Coveting to revert to the days without spuriousness

But now entangled in the current world with some hopheads.

Trying to eradicate those gloomy and bleak plights
Just reflecting deeply on mid-nights.

This year is about magical thinking.
But why do I not have a sight on postive beginnings ?

Where has the buzz gone?

Why are we indulged in the darkness of dusk without a dawn

Were we like this?
Though,our existence has become antics.

-Sanchita Sharma