For years
I have woken up,
with the sun shining by my side,
Watched myself in the mirror,
dressed, bathed, looked better everyday,
Chosen colours to wear, pinned my hair
to let nothing but my work abide,
Drove past the hush and rush of lives,
as they flew past me with the clock’s pace,
Against the volatile heart, my mind waged a war,
Cutting through the veins of pain and sorrow,
anger turned into rain,
In the drizzle of loss, and the shivering cold..
my mind travelled far
And kept raging against expectations craving for me ,
their morsel, their gain
Even sleep cradled me no more,
for shunning her with burning lamps,
The morning came with alarms,
screaming of the vast undone,
Throbbing nerves, heaving chest, chaos within, eyes damp,
Someone slow me down,
before I realize that
with time my life has gone…
Eshani Sathe is a student, a Kathak dancer, a blogger and celebrates her passionate connect with life by writing endlessly, tirelessly.
thousands thousands n thousands of days to live and just one day to die, then hw come that 1 day can bother u in any way and who knows if dying is more ecstatic than life itself.
Still life is beautiful…