Category: seasons

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Abyss

And just like that another day passed
Passed like the wind on my face
While I was just peeking out of the backseat of a car
And I just feel a bit heavier today

Is it the anxiety trying to bog me down again
Or just some motion sickness on my way to happiness
But as soon as I leave this moment
It seems like all the happiness was in the past

Why can’t I gracefully descend to the future?
Like that graceful river sparkling with dreams of the sea
I look back and the ever-growing nostalgia haunts me
Like precious memory of someone who is no more

Too worried to leave important bits and pieces of present
I just can’t seem to grasp everything in these tiny hands
Something always slips down into the past’s abyss
And I am lying here wondering if the cycle ends

This continuous exercise of self-love and happiness is wearing me down
Maybe I should just sit here and truly understand my sadness
But why does everything has to go
It seems, in reality, happy endings hurt too.

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Islands or Mainland

Those vast stretches of mainland
With an identity visible from places so far
Cannot obscure the existence of islands
Hidden amidst the sea, they do have a power
With sea waves rocking their shores
Amidst windy clouds, they still claim their sun
And you can’t compare those islands to continents
With each having their own place
The comforts of connectivity
Far too forlorn
But you can find hidden jewels
Or a memory to hold on
But how often would you see
A continent sinking to its end
Vanishing from the earth, it seems like an island’s fate
Still living like an island seems like a fairytale to me
Bickering with the sea and a climate of my own
To live fiercely and disappear if I must
Not visible but still content on my own.








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Leisurely mornings

When the sun rises but you are in no hurry.

When all the birds are chirping but you have no worry.

When the whole world is running at full speed but you are just sitting at your rest stop.

When even earth is spinning to complete it’s rotation to reach the night.

What a gift it is to just sit on our bed holding your blanket tight.

Taking in all the beauty this moment holds trapped in the rays of sunlight

Oh what a bliss these mornings are when everything is alright!

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Winters

How are we not supposed to feel gloomy on days like this when even sky is fogged up coz of it’s distance from the sun. But winters are still good because we have people or things around us which act like our little sources of warmth. This is proof that although nature is lot more powerful than us, it is still inferior. Because it needs to be constantly near it’s sun to not fog up. But for us humans, even memories have the capacity to warm us up from the inside. We have a timeless tool called emotions which universe does not possess.

But yeah, the kind of cold nature has to bear is beyond our imagination. Even we humans tear up while missing our happy places. So how can we expect nature to be completely fine at all times. And while we can talk to our loved ones, all it can do is to stare at the vast distance from the sun. Or maybe it has a communication method we are unaware of. Still, I wish I could give a warm hug to the nature to melt away all its cold while it patiently waits for its sun.

And if it’s alright for nature to cry in moments of hardships, who are we humans to judge people for crying. Because after all those foggy days only, we can experience the peace that sunlight brings along. Because all that pain and crying is what makes the process beautiful.If nature’s tears can be as beautiful as snow,fog and rain, why are ours ugly. Or maybe beauty really lies in the eyes of beholder.

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