Monday, January 31, 2022

That feeling

I cherished that feeling with childish innocence

With the plainness of a drop of water
Feeling it like raindrops
Uncontrolled but directed
Unnoticed and rejected
Like the sunlight that falls on your window
I don’t care whether you treat me with a smile
But I do care about seeing you every morning
Starting my day with yours
And hoping that for one moment of the day
The brightness on your face is because of me.


I am jealous of that flower
The one with which you clicked pictures yesterday
It seems they’re luckier than me
To have been in the same frame as you
I find your necklace vain and stupid
When you wear it, it screams to get attention
But it fails to overpower you
And yet you keep it close to your heart every day.
I am jealous of the shawl that you wear
It gets to keep you warm when it’s not 
I am jealous of the diary that you keep
It gets to listen to your each and every thought


My heart was like the keys you play
That turn those notes into melodies
It feels that you left a little abruptly
What could’ve been a masterpiece.


So today my pen flows like love
And you’re the cap that’s gone missing
I can either write it out and hope that you feel something
Or just wait to let it dry without peace.


Some stories feel like a song
Ours feels like you paused it in the middle
But I’ve realised I have to let this tune go
Because it would hurt too much to love you anymore


What I felt will be buried within these words
Which are mere marks of black ink or black pixels to others
But to you, they should be more than that
Should you allow yourself to feel, and not just read
Maybe what I feel is not in your spectrum
Maybe that’s why our lives are coloured so differently
But maybe instead of running around
You could allow yourself to walk a little
A little slowly, with the breeze hitting your face
I would be jealous of that breeze
But maybe that’s all that you’ll need.
By Srijan Shashwat at

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