Thursday, January 7, 2016

Closure... for a new beginning!


I tried again
scribbled some letters
looked for memories
hardly painted by me.

My eyes stared at noone
my heart wandered for everyone,
nothing hidden could be found
nothing promised could be broken.

I tried again
looked for pictures
lost friends
and some ashes

Met a lost self
in a diary of teen
how happy I was
how beautiful it showed

There was no silence
It was chaos I longed for,
to fill the void in my soul
to unrest the restleness
to bring back the time
and my words.

With the lost affection,
I write again,
as a proof to my 40 self
as a proof to what I have left!


courtesy - theanxietydiaries