• _infiniteflame_ 23w

    The crowd is set on fire,

    My brain is heading towards different wire.

    Noise and loud giggles everywhere,

    My soul can no more bear.

    In search of tranquillity,

    My brain is turning more witty.

    Yet,failing to find

    It cries for pity.

    Listening everything still lost in its own thoughts,

    A solitaire even in the presence of lots.

    Infinite Flame
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