It’s like a flower unfolding itself
petal by petal,
nurtured by different seasons
throughout its life.
Growing with serenity through
the white quilt while craving for the sunshine,
until the fall comes
to wither it all at once.
it acts as a battlefield,
upon which reasons wage war against fate.
Where losing someone is like,
losing a piece of it,
making us fall apart,
into the deep cold anguish,
leaving the empty spaces inside,
with the feeling that you can never be strong.
But know, that all such empty spaces,
means there is a room enough to grow.
Believe that this piece of your soul
was only a small phase
and that someone who left you
was always meant to be let go,
like the memories of things, you’ve been through,
like the many people you’ve met in and out,
like the different times and the different places, you’ve been to,
like pleasure and misery.
Oftentimes, we need to accept
these seasons that our soul experience.
Our soul – which has fallen apart,
has been broken into
uncountable pieces scattered everywhere
which was once peaceful,
through the winter of grief
and the summer of happiness,
is constantly trying to make
those empty spaces too,
a part of itself.
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