It’s humorous how things take a diverse path in esprit,
From, Brimming with passion to becoming a recluse is quite an amusing voyage to take.
It’s surprising how these transitions begin to define you in a pristine light
Which is entirely different from the individual you use to take pride in.
Things break but unlike feelings either they get salvage or oust .
But the heartache, like the broken window pane of those abandoned warehouses which denied light on their own accord.
Now, I find myself in a new semblance, where even the mirror can’t perceive my congruence.
© Rabiya Nizam
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