Life is a fairytale most
times
Can be cruel sometimes
Sometimes red, sometimes
black
My favourite colours
alright
Yet, my most intense
emotions in broad daylight
Nothing I say makes
sense
Nothing I see makes
sense
Nothing I hear makes
sense
Nothing I feel makes
sense
No one can make me feel
wholesome
It’s my world of gloom
I sink deep into a
reclusive world
Where there is none to
care and cuddle
I own it; it’s just me
and loneliness
A deep dark place
Where am white,
enveloped by everything that’s black
I want to hold my hands
straight up
Desperately wishing
someone will pull me up
I feel so heavy, I sink
further
Can’t make contact with
the lunging hands
I withdraw, head down
and crouched, clasping my knees
I want to see no one
I want to hear no voice
I want to sit in silence
Listening to the
reverberation of my bleeding heart
And the river of sorrow
in all its fury
I tell myself
Life is not always a
fairytale
There are greys and
blues too
Reach out and I will
feel buoyant again
Not always easy to spell
out loud
Try, try and try again
I want to cry
I want to scream
I want to kick
I want to destruct
I want to run
I want to just vent
It’s not easy to let go
It’s not easy to let it
pass
It’s not easy to express
It’s not easy to evade
I sit still, all knotted
up
There’s a hint of a
breakthrough to see
Out of the blue, the
hand of the most unlikely source
A few words of solace is
all it takes
In minutes I see a
flicker of light
I pull myself up with
intent
Hands extended
horizontally
Am finally free of the
noose
Life is a fairytale
again
Albeit only for the
world outside
Deep inside there is
lingering pain
Filling up the empty
bottle slowly but steadily
Waiting to explode on another cloudy day
Free yourself and fly, fly, fly away !!!
4 comments:
hii priya, first time i have come across ur blog... Awesome write ups...Detailed ones... on each topic! Keep up ur work... Love ur blog! Great going!
Thank you so much Vidu.....truly appreciate it. Will try my best:-)
Very nice
Thank you, Khushboo😊
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