FEELS.

The sky feels dark,

The grass seems white,

The pink seems dirty,

I don't know if I am right.

Everything just runs,

I stand there waiting for none.

Am I doing it wrong?

But the race just begun.

The day just completes,

It doesn't end.

Mine just started,

maybe yours took a bend.

Sorry, and thank you,

Loving and hating me,

People,friends and phases

cursed blessings and false praises.

                                                   By Saniya Sethi.