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Apr 2020
The wind howled against the glass
Threatening to break it down
Mighty sky covered the clouds
In color grey, black and brown
Gush of wind blows out the candle
While darkness consumes it all
A thunder cracks through the sky
As if to answer darkness’s call
All the trees bow down to the wind
Maybe asking for mercy or kindness
The fallen leaves fly in the sky
Perhaps to win an invincible race.
The heavy rain drenched it all
Drowning everything pure and good
Looking at the weather I was sure
It was a perfect representation of my mood

The wind tapped at the glass
To inform it’s arrival
Mighty skies growled to let me know
That the future wasn’t my rival
Gush of wind blows out the candle
Maybe to tell me to take a break
A thunder shows me a glimpse of outside
The future, which is mine to take
The trees danced in sync with the wind
Happy again to be fresh and green
Or maybe they were simply thankful
As now the streets were sparkly clean
The heavy rain drenched it all
To wash away everything sad
Looking at the weather I was sure
That in this reality I am glad
This shows how the representation of a particular situation can completely differ based on two different types of minds even if they’re witnessing the same circumstances
Kashfiya Ahsan
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Kashfiya Ahsan
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