I picked up a pen and paper
and as I sat, I felt this hollow in my heart like I cant breathe but just write.
I felt an old pain that has surfaced above , like a lost message in the bottle .
l felt the fear building around my bones,
all the uncertainity biting on my soul.
I sensed this strange, scary but , so familiar darkness around me.
After so long , I felt that my mind had too much to say but my heart was numb.
The page before me was blank.
Zindagi mai agar sab kuch haasil ho jaye,
toh woh zindagi kaha ….
Aur khwaab jo saare poore hojaye,
toh zindagi kis kaam ki ?
Sitting on the dark cold floor is the shadow of a girl who laughs loudly in broad day light.
She is never out of words but, her shadow has nothing to say..
She has her pockets filled with hope,
but her shadow is just tumbling down the slope.
And yet, they both go along so well…
Just because she is a liar!
सुना है बड़े शहरों मे दिवाली बहुत धूम से मनाई जाती है।
दफ़्तरो मे भी रात भर उजाला रहता है।
Bheed mai bhi khud ko tanhaa hi paati hu..
Fir bhi bheed se alag nahi hona chahti hu..
Ye kaise uljhan hai ?
Thankyou to each and everyone. ❤
I hope you all are doing good! 😁