Wasted and Found…

Wasted days and wasted nights,

Unsaid words and aimless fights,

A gaze into the hollow,

The breaths getting shallow,

The mind caught in the swirls,

Thoughts taking unwanted curls,


A distant ocean stirs,

The vision kind of blurs,

As the time progresses,

As the moment possesses,

The centrifuge will slow down,

Unfit thoughts will drown


The calm will spread again,

Sane will be the brain,

The dialogues will soon begin,

Faces will soon sport the grin,

Fights converted to banter,

The bond will start to canter.


— @pbkulkarni



Written for daily prompt – Wasted Days and Wasted Nights.