Broken Wells

I know a thing or two

About broken wells

Consequence

Of a broken heart

Quenching their thirst


I know a thing or two

About the broken-hearted

Drawing and drawing,

The well, almost bare.

And when broken, none seems to care


I know a thing or two

About these two, broken well, broken heart

But I wish I had earlier known

That one would leave

Right after the mend and quench

I Should Go

My eyes must unsee
False hope and regret.
Before we lose our sanity
I should go…

My hands must unlock your grip
Know a freedom of their own.
Before we pull back into embrace
I should go…

My body must unlearn
A home it once knew.
Before we cross the line
I should go…

I AM FOUND

let

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today it happened.

Emptiness,

Pain,

Sombreness,

They disappeared.

 

Today, it felt much easier,

To forget,

To focus,

To let go,

It was liberating.

 

Today I found a place

To shelter happiness

To beam endlessly,

To breed peace,

A place so freeing.

 

Today I joined the extroverts

I laughed,

I made faces,

I was the life of the party,

Plain déjà vu.

 

Today, I figured out moving on

I learnt how to let go,

I mastered the art of happy living,

I didn’t miss you as much as before,

Today it happened, I am found.