Where have you been, it's so long we haven't met. Let's sit, how are you? There is a lot I want to tell you, how I have grown up since last month. Realisation walk me through heaven and hell, and I saw birds flying backwards, me sitting on them, about to fall but then metamorphosis stood like a teacher and taught me, how changes are necessary for nature and it makes one grow. (Read Caption) Dear me, Where have you been, it's so long we haven't met. Let's sit, how are you? There is a lot I want to tell you, how I have grown up since last month. Realisation walk me through heaven and hell, and I saw birds flying backwards, me sitting on them, about to fall but then metamorphosis stood like a teacher and taught me, how changes are necessary for nature and it makes one grow. But the corner shelf of my room, made me believed in dystopian world, how darkness segragrates emotions into different cups, full of opportunities. And on every gate I wrote, if I close one door, hundred others will open for me, except that I found all closed, like the hopeless girl, that lives in me. Literature made love to me under blanket, every night, when I saw my empty hands, which only know how to braid my hairs but still in process to learn, how to wipe tears. Self love became self hurting, and I demolished my pillars of dignity, when someone taught me, satisfaction is the only thing which makes one happy, coz in order to perceive that light, I became an enthusiast harbinger of my soul. Day and night, my mind cursed my heart, to follow the abided rules. I touched the fences around my mind, and it evoked the sense of turmoil, and I opened my arms to fulfill my desires which led to guide my soul. Fear is the language of obsession, which not only destructs you but it makes the demons become more powerful, and the world become a strange place to you. You roll up and down and come to seek what was infront of you, Who am I? Seek what's not yours, you will get to know, what was already yours. Some hardships came with tears and I bargained something very precious for it, my heart was liberated. Rumi, became my favorite soul, and I fall for Shams Tabriz, like my remembrance for stars. The destinies collided and I met universe, where butterflies rummage through the walls and I changed every position of the four walls, just to find the colours which met my tongue, where flowers bloomed but now it's everywhere silent, I preach solitude now and I hope it will make me perfect one day.
