Whims of the clouds thunder all time,
As if the person has made some crime.
Total loss of memory happens in one time,
When the portrait of the dreams scattered like a slime.
Mental diffusion led the physical expression like mime,
Confusion spotted it’s presence on prime time.
States of the categories focused on the bounded line,
Which leads the motivated ignition to sublime.
The things need to be corrected is sometimes becomes the manual issue,
But making understanding sometime is like winning a gold Olympic port line.
Dealing with vacant boxes sucks the vital energy of life,
Like a single coin showing it’s presence by clinging all time.
All the stuffs sometimes led the associated mind towards the dissociation,
All outoomes yield when it comes from withered state of mind.