It feels like dawn as I open my eyes.
I check the time, it's fifteen past nine,
To my shock, I am late,
I don't get how it happened!
What has gotten into me?
Oh, to everyone's unknown, it's insomnia!
I'll come to the story later.
It's much darker outside due to the clustered clouds,
It's raining too cats and dogs!
The streets are flooded, drains clogged,
Kinda feels the whole world don't want me to be free too.
But on the other hand, it feels like, the sky also is forced to!
May be due to that it's tearing down,
Who knows? No one.
Just how the sky changed it's blue's version,
From the bright lively sun into the dead grey clouds,
I felt it so relatable.
As for me, the saying of legend is false.
"Time heals". No, it doesn't, it changes you as a person.
It snatches away your smile and makes you numb.
The tortures, the horrors, the losses, the prison, the loneliness,
Everything makes you heartless rather stone-hearted.
You loose your smile forever and forgets the essence of happiness!
Because you have faced the evil and you now know it's secret.
How it keeps hidden under the sheet of empyrean,
Creating an illusion as a trap.
Just like these grey noxious clouds keep themselves enveloped
Under the captivating white ones.
And how the monstrous mid-sea remains hidden
By the alluring sunset at the offing.
The nature pretends too,
Under every mundane instance
It gets stoic and then outbursts, destroying everything in it's way.
Depression feels the same,
I feel the nature as it feels like me.
It's in prison too, it too faced the evils, the horrors and the loneliness,
I wanna console it, caress the clouds and say out loud,
I understand you friend, I feel you!
YOU ARE READING
~The Floating Dandelions
PuisiWhen the twilight cascades and the serenity speaks, these words play in head to drag out all the unsaid tales of truth in front of the world. There you go reader, interpret the verses in your own way and feel with however emotions you seek.
