By Tasneem Mahmood
4th Year, 2nd Semester
Her thoughts bombarded against one another
Duties and decisions; piled one on top of the other.
Like electrons in a chemical reaction.
All screaming at once, leaving no room for subtraction.
She tried escaping, in hope for peace
Only to waste her time with no sign of release.
The devil in her brain stood between her passion
Draining her soul completely with dreams all ashen.
One day, she decided to get her thoughts organized
Her nerves settled, the crowd: mesmerized.
She poured them out on a surface of a kind
Her brushes tamed her curses and healed her mind.