A lot of soul searching yet no conclusion.
Alienated from tranquility yet musing over the same.
Fulminating strange oaths
Peculiar and lugubrious at doleful existence
Remote possibilities of a come back for rainbow tinted dreams.
Lost to be found perhaps to be lost again.
Education your state makes me trample with vitriol
Sanity flits and flinch my integrity and intellect.
By Binita Jha
