• Don't be scared of the monsters, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, under your bed, behind your dresser, in your closet but never look up, she hates being seen. •
When my life had an urge to stop itself, someone saved me who was broken himself.
He assured me that I have him when he himself didn't have anyone.
Words written in the form of poetry which hold my feelings which I've been holding from years.
"12 Hour Unravelling" is a journey through the internal battles we often fight alone - the confusion, the weight of expectations, the struggle to find clarity in chaos, and the hope of eventual freedom. This story-poem hopes to give voice to those moments when time seems both our enemy and our healer. Thank you for walking these hours with me.
May you find your own strength in the unravelling.
[ Rhyming Tale Version ]
[ Cliché Alert ]
"It's time to tell a story
About two souls rich in all glory
When they collided
Sparks ignited
But they had their own reasons
To ignore that spark
But will love blossom among
all these messy spar?"
They got married.
No, they didn't signed a contract nor it was out of love neither arranged. The boy got married to shut his father's mouth about his single life and for further business benefits. The girl agreed to marry him because she wanted a new adventure cause she was simply bored.
They agreed to make their knot temporary only in spoken words. Because as crazy it sounds but they trusted each other.
They lived in different rooms under the same roof. Then the girl got charmed by her 'husband ' involuntarily.
Then who wouldn't be charmed by the mysterious debonair tycoon?
But she had her own secrets too.
*The cover's picture is from Instagram (hobopeba) and belongs to it's respective owner*