My mind

my mind is a city of lost lovers
composed of
people abandoned in love,
people bottling up their feelings
to not hurt others,
men losing their sanity
in the eyes of pretty lady,
everyone is different, yet same,
walking with the shadows of fear
yet fighting no less than a warrior.

my mind is a city of darkness
where the sunrays never kisses
the seas or the grounds,
yet the flowers here never gloom.
everyone around is in hurry,
while most of them don’t even know
where exactly they are heading.

my mind is a city of abandoned sundays,
having citizens who avoid sitting idle,
for their thoughts form a trail
taking them to the overthinking state.

my mind is a city of broken dreams
carrying those whose hearts are heavy,
echoing the verses of spilled ink
on the torn pages of history.
they are made up of shattered wishes
and incomplete promises,
trying to reach the heights
even without any light.

my mind is a maze of thousand thoughts,
trying to grow the plants of hope
in the dried lands
having nothing