A soul's battle
If only my heart was a bomb
Then mind would be the battlefield
Situations would like army general's scream
"Shoot them now"
If my mind was leading a revolt
Words spoken would be its slogans
No peace treaty would be signed
Only voices crying "go away"
War ground is within me
The land I stand on is blurred imagination
Emotions are my swords to fight
Only to bleed within the skin
Surroundings seem like the spying eyes
Their gut feeling crawling within me
It's the day that mocks me today
To say that it's my sad story
Punched down and smashed hard
Not my body but my soul
Looking for a way out
Not just my heart but me as whole.
Not just my heart but me as whole.
Priya H. Rai
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