Chaos and freedom

Toshita
Poets Unlimited
Published in
1 min readMar 22, 2019

Hey you,
Do you still like cyclones?
And still, invite chaos to your life?
How do you keep yourself busy
Now, that I am not there to take up all your time?
Sometimes when you light a cigarette,
Do you feel like sharing it with me?
Or sometimes when you clean up your drawer,
Do you find remnants of me in the crevices?
Or sometimes when you look at the sky
Do you miss our talk, my essence?
Amid those dreams, when you stumble upon a nightmare
Do you compare it to living with me?
Or was I the worst that could have happened to you?
Maybe you know love now,
The way everyone should
Maybe you smile now
The best of your smiles
Or maybe you are free now
Maybe those chains you felt around you, have disappeared
Maybe you erased chaos from your life
Just like you erased me!

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Toshita
Poets Unlimited

"You think, I do not belong because you have not seen me in the mud. But, how can you see me when i am dirty, if i shower every night?"