Crossroads of Destiny

One of Those Days

when different fragrances work their way
to take the soul back to those times,
times when those seemed as sweet as jasmines
but are remembered as the air of coal mines.

When different light rays work their way
to unbox the secrets secured away,
secrets that weren't meant to be formed
but took just the right shape in a way.

When differently vibrating waves work their way
to recreate melodies which once seemed perfect,
melodies that used to scream connection
but departure is the message now precepted.

When one of those days work their way
to make the daylight a repulsive reality,
reality that is to be lived everyday
and is no help to give more clarity.

Hope tomorrow is not one of those days_.