Love – Aamy’s blog

A blast afar, I regained my consciousness.

Every inch of my body aching,

Oblivious about time, and everything happening around.

Sleepless nights, traumatized mind.

The noise around, tore me apart;

The atmosphere seemed vague.

I wish I were a place, maybe Prague;

vibrant, optimistic and bold.

I wish I were a flower, maybe lily;

Peaceful, joyous and delicate.

One could only wish and the rest is destiny.

The spirit inside is urging for liberation;

Chains of my mind, unleashing its wrath on me.

The memories of everything that has vanished,

reinforcing on me.

Struggling to escape, I lost my path

Only if I could get some sleep.

As I close my eyes, disfigured faces and bodies, burning houses are all I see.

My folks turning into ashes.

Me, the only one to survive; unsought privilege.

Fire and dust everywhere.

No supplies, no sleep, nobody around.

How many days have passed stuck in this manhole?

How many days without them?

How many more will I survive?

Waiting for nothing, not even death.

Lied in the dark; traumatized.

Hoping someone will come back;

All I need now is a little urge for Survival.

-Aamy

Maple shedded their leaves, willows stood bare

Meadows bronzed, sunlight stroking the narrow layer of snow

refreshing the chilly air all around, another day dawned.

It has been three days and eight hours since I bloomed;

stood in the nine year Old’s garden all alone.

Watched the nature change its attire; a season to celebrate

Stars and trees, Carols and treats

Jingle bells everywhere, stockings in pairs.

My mates departed, my mind darted

Tried to blend in while waiting for the ending.

Without further notice, you came;

Touched me gently and then I knew my end is distant.

Every flake fell on me with ardour,

a desire to exist was born within me.

You gave me a frost bite, I no more felt alone.

Even though cold, your warmth embraced me;

I had no more worries.

All went to the church, welcoming the glory

lights at night, a feast for my eyes.

The air was filled with joy;

eyes sparkled with love and compassion.

Snow, a blessing from the paradise;

with you the earth seems like heaven, so even.

In you, all find love and peace, demon and god.

I wish I had a heart and then you shall thaw me with a kiss.

As the season ends, you leave the world so shall I;

forwith I acknowledge, I love where I am.

I could only desire for another winter

without a certainty of meeting again.

A love not conceded, Snow and the Rose.

Tag: Love

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SNOW AND THE ROSE