Over Imagination

I was standing all alone, 
With a book in my hand. 

Enjoying the fictional world, 
With an overthinking mind.

Then suddenly someone touched by back 
And my overthinking mind started its work. 

I was petrified 
I was terrified 

With frantic over imagination I turned,
Ready to attack like a cat. 

Your guess is wrong,
It was not an animal or nature.

It was a simple lady,
Telling me I dropped my belonging.. 

P.S = The featured image is from soulveda.com

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