All year round I play hide and seek
With indifferent routine depression without a streak
Of hopeful light
I just choose to fight
On my own, but the atmosphere
Around me makes it clear
That I'm the only unhappy person
In this world. My version
Of life story doesn't go along with summer.
It just focuses on my inward negativity and let it simmer
Making it worse, but I know soon
Will come my much relatable monsoon.
When I walk along the street
The rain will come unannounced washing everything neat,
I'll stand just still, till I feel empty and clean
While the sky vent out every drop from a cloud so lean.
When sky's darkness fade away
My hope gets renewed and my heart determines to find a way.
By pouring out it's heart like beautiful art
The monsoon has become a part
Of me. It helps to find out what I feel
About everything bringing out dormant emotions. Towards me monsoon ever has a unique appeal.
Comments
Appreciate the author by telling what you feel about the post 💓
Emotions well expressed
Thank you Sonia Madaan 🙏❤️
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