Our love drowned behind that sunset,
The one that started our story,
The one that kissed us when our lips met.
We sold our love in pages of our dreams
And ran behind aspirations...
Can't say who let lose of the hold first;
Can't put the blame on one...
We didn't say a word and then we never did...
May be someday we will see each other,
On the ends of a bridge, lost on the way,
You with a grey hair or two, and me with a wrinkle at the corner of my eyes...
And we will run towards each other
Or may be away from each other.
And we will never know,
Our love drowned in that sunset...

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HeartBreak 💔

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With you, went a part of me...

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How far had you gone when you saw the cliff break?
And the heard the truths become lies...
Did you try to stop the fire? Did you try to save the home?
I say don't... Burn the bridges, watch it fall...
Cut the strings, let it fall from your hands...
Let the home shatter, and let the storm consume it all...
Let the love break your ship and let your wreck hit rock bottom...
From there, float above, reach for the light...
Like a Phoenix reborn from its ashes...
Take that one last buoy of hope and float on it...
When they ask what did it cost? You say everything...
But what did you loose? I say nothing...
You started from nothing and end it nothing...
Even the havoc in between is only your gain...

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Dear Autumn,
Its been really long since I last got your letter. I am sorry I couldn't reply earlier... I had a few things on my hand. As you already know that I had my exams and also a music show and many things more. I want to tell you all about it. So last month my first cousin, Viola moved in with us. Her parents are going through a divorce and none of them wanted to take her custody. So we offered to take her in and thus she now lives with us. She is a year older than me. I feel really sorry for her state... she is a sweet girl, but very tormented and traumatized due to years of neglect. So we had been really busy with her psychiatrist appointments and her parents' divorce. She will be staying with us till she goes to college after two years, if her treatment goes well. She adores Richard Parker and he loves her back with same intensity. We share a room only at night because the doctors think that its not safe to leave her alone.
I have much more to say to you but not today. I am afraid this is going to be long letter.
Yours lovingly,
Lot to say,
Mariam.

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I was sitting by the window with a album of pictures...
Memories stirred by and I saw a girl...
The girl was adorned in a colourful dress,
Bangles played on her hands and anklets on her feet...
Her lips were dyed red and a dark stroke of kohl on her eyes...
Her hands tattooed in henna and feet in vermillion...
I saw more... I saw a girl...
The girl was dancing, the girl was happy...
The girl was me...
And I remembered the girl hadn't danced in years...
I found my ghungroos from a corner of the cupboard...
A beautiful shade of gold even after the negligence...
I kissed the ground and hit the rhythm...
My feet moved in an unsynchronised beauty...
I had forgotten a few steps and missed a beat or two...
I had lost my grace but the rhythm was there...
And so was the love...
The girl was dancing again... The girl is me...

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I see my reflection blurring in the stagnant pool of words,
The once flowing story has come to a standstill...
Crampled pages and broken nibs have blocked the passage...
I want the story to finish...
But the chapter stretches itself into an unbearable mess...
And my bedtime story never ends and nights dont wake into mornings...

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Dear Autumn,
How have you been doing? It's really been a loooong time since we spoke. I had so many exams over these weeks. I couldnt even spare a second to anything else. Only good thing that happened is I got Richard Parker. Unfortunately that little munchkin only answers when called Moosey. So that's what he goes by. Although I call him every cute names in the history of names.
I finally can take a break now. I have a small project to do on lasers for my college applications. Btw how is your guy next door? And Toodles... Oh his name makes me want to cuddle him. And I loved, absolutely loved the handkerchief. Hey apply for college here as well. We can go to same college and be roommates. Just think about all the all nighters and night outs we can have. And Phoenix is rising as ever in all his glorious hotness and brilliance.
How did your exams go? And what about your guitar lessons? And convey my heartfelt thanks to your mom for such a beautiful gift. Enjoy the swing as much as you can, and make as much memories as I did if not more.
I'll end the letter here. I am so so so happy to hear from you again.
Au revoir.

Yours lovingly,
Can't stop gushing,
Mariam.

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Dear Autumn,
It's been a long time since I last wrote to you. Hope you're doing well. Formalities aside, I can already smell chocolate fondue and romance... Tell me more is he the "tall, dark, handsome" guy? Let me know more about your "boy next door". We haven't had anyone over for dinner for a long time. You see, we don't have much houses near ours, so I can't enjoy hot neighbours over here. One bizarre thing happened last week. Somehow my class teacher got to know about my letters. Hence, she assigned everyone of us to write letters to another student. I got paired with Phoenix and I wrote mostly about you to him. My programme went good. I got an standing ovation. And I got so excited after the awards that I ran down the stairs of the stage, missed a footing, and slipped down a few stairs and broke my ankle. So I have been restricted to bed rest for at least fifteen days. I'll make full use of this opportunity and write you tonnes of letters. BTW how's Toodles? Richard Parker will come next Saturday... Okay bye bye... Take care... And talk romance to me in your next letter...

Yours lovingly,
Broken ankled but unbroken hearted,
Mariam.

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But let me carve another story...
A story of freedom, and flying,
High above the clouds and rules...
And let my words arouse the bird of freedom...

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