Saturday 11 February 2017

ILLUSIONS

 like a crushed paper
she was lying amidst the garbage of broken promises
a used paper, on which once,
someone wrote the most beautiful words
words which had their own rhythm
words which sang an unknown yet melodious song
a song which dictated her beauty
a song which had its own meaning 
a song that once delighted her heart
and a song which promised her all the infinities.
but when the circumstances changed,
when the sun sat in, and an eerie silence was taken by,
she looked for the same voice, same rhythm, same words to sing the same song
to intervene the deadly silence
with their euphonious  tone
but with the setting sun
maybe the tones sat too
because now they just echoed
 nowhere but in her heart
and this was when she learnt
not everything you hear is true
and illusions are true too!

Sunday 5 February 2017

a new morning




A new morning

A few more minutes passed and the darkness grew more intense. I retreated myself with the words that everything will be fine soon, that life is a rollercoaster and I'm getting down from high, that everything has its end and my problems will also have their end.
I don't know for how long I repeated these lines but one thing I know for sure is that these lines gave me an unexpected power to fight with my cowardice. My heartbeat which was faster once was now normal and I slept with all my senses.
The next morning when I woke up and opened my eyes, the bright rays of sunlight penetrated through the cornea of my eyes. With all my senses wide awake I could feel the morning sun and its warmth, the positive energy it beheld. I could hear the birds chirping which delighted my heart. With a new energy and a constant thought of facing all the difficulties with full courage and determination, I was ready to begin a new day of my life-a day which changed it completely. A day when I discovered a new me.