Post #4944

Sitting in middle of hundreds of strangers, A hundred pair of eyes staring at me. A hundred jokes,a hundred opinions, Some bounding me some letting free. My body feels like burning I can't figure out what's the cause Is it because of these hot sunrays Or their piercing gaze finding my flaws A hundred questions floating here I don't know to whom they belong Are these happy people the owner of them, Or is it me questioning my ways for long. My heart is filled to the brim with doubts Am I doubting what's written in this book Or am I doubting my own actions, The things I shouldn't, and the ones I should. My body is still as a stone cold statue But there's a fearful rush inside my body Is it the blood in my veins running Or my soul sprinting on beats of Bohemian Rapsody. Came here 'cause I needed some time, To listen to the screams inside. Now all these people have finally left, Gifting me moments of insight In this silence now to myself I'm talking, And remembering all those memories I lived. I know all those nights and all those years, I myself am the one that I missed . #review #poetry #mans