Lights and hope,
we grow,
We show these everyday.
For tomorrow,
who does know,
will be just as it may.
The first buds of the season over here, frozen by the snow last night.
April is one of the hopeful months of the year.
Also the month that I annually make plans to live the next 12 months in the best way possible.
Again, am 2 weeks behind, but will keep up in the upcoming weeks. Reading week gap = to take pictures in.
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Every night,
in the forest,
light comes out to play
with unreal senses
holding my breath
longing for childhood,
for childhood friends.
This weekend passed revisiting memories with older friends. Many I feel sorry for not being much in contact with. And many I actually feel more similar to than the world around me.
Found that it’s week 12, ∴ behind by 2 weeks. But will make up for the loss very soon.
PS: Videos are playing on my mind.
I am not one to usually write things,
but I talked to a friend, and the friend talked about a long time back.
And I am in happy times.
The friend said that back when we were small,
and we were in the same class,
s/he was jealous of me.
Jealous of me,
meaning s/he noticed me in that day.
I was actually noticed by people. And perhaps admired. These friends. I did not have many more.
A long time back.
You that may say many things
know that where words cease
and worth begins
I always bowed
fearing I saw the dark
even while you shone bright.
You did shine bright,
but in my absence.
While I remained cursing my eyes
for not seeing the brightest one.
Education demands, took 3 weeks out of schedule. Lagging 2 weeks behind thus. Will make up, like last time.
Although in honesty, one might be said to have been taken by the infamous St.Patrick’s Day. Green booze on, sire. Madame forgot you long ago. It is time you forget yourself too.
Because, all of a sudden today
I had an urge
I had an urge today
to walk out to mother earth.
Bare feet, i, step-by-step
walked out into the trees.
Away from mankind,
submitting to leaves,
yet beneath my feet.
Yes, I am alive.
