Lack of direction,
Haphazard winds are seldom put to work
The mast, the wind, the sail, the sailor
are their medals, not ammunitions.
Migrating birds find their way home
Intuition at its best.
No strings attached
Eve of doomsday: Clock ticks infinitude
A cauldron of repressed emotions,
Lost, like an image,
Mirroring the parts that separate them
A huge paradigm shift in the world,
A memorable meet up of winds and clouds
Transcendence welcomes you to the world!
Fizza Abbas is a Freelance Content Writer based in Karachi, Pakistan. She is fond of poetry and music. Her works have been published at many platforms including Indiana Voice Journal and Poetry Pacific.