A fight is within myself,
Heart & Mind shedding themselve.
A choice to be made,
Where to have a happy shade.
Emotion, Passion neither on track,
Feels being dragged like a sack.
Stop I mean to say,
Just need sometime to lay.
No thoughts to haunt within,
Calculating points to begin.
Standing on a twisted cross Road,
Fumbling to march without a nod.
How far this going to continue,
With a ray of hope to mute.
~ Neela
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