The Tempest Within

A whirlwind of thoughts, a tempest within,
Memories, regrets, what-ifs, and sins.
The mind races on, a relentless pursuit,
Of answers elusive, in life's tangled fruit.

"क्या हुआ था, क्यों हुआ था, कब हुआ था?"
The questions resound, like a symphony's drama.
But amidst the cacophony, a silence profound,
A solitary figure, lost and unbound.

In this bustling crowd, a ghost in the scene,
Unseen, unheard, amidst the mundane sheen.
The war rages on, in the depths of the soul,
A battle for peace, to make the spirit whole.

Oh, to break free from this mental maze,
To find solace and calm, through life's hazy haze.
But the journey continues, the path yet unknown,
Seeking a haven, where peace can be sown.