mid-june

If you were able to read my mind
Thousand unspoken words could be mined
You’ll see the chaos behind the smile
Then you don’t have to walk another mile

I have drifted from myself nowhere to be found
Muddle up by many, I cannot hear my own sound
Lost in the unknown, all my unpleasant self is showing
My apologies, but I assure a better version of myself is growing

I feel like a feather right now, a zephyr could blow me
I dreamt of my mother cradling me, protected there as I will be
Right now, my situation has become a reason for her worry
Sometimes it’s just the way it is, Aama, you don’t have to be sorry

There will come a day when all will be over
Ending my chances of any start over
May it be peaceful after a long time of chaos
Because certain I will be as the statue placed inside a naos

Till then, you keep walking whether it is sun, moon, or monsoon
As it is not easy to dance to your own tune
It takes tremendous courage, to stand again on your own ruin
But one day doesn’t everyone have to get out of their cocoon?