Through the windows,
I saw my younger self,
Gazing around,
Enjoying herself,
In the rain,
Dancing and giggling.

Today, when I look at myself,
I realise what I have lost,
In order to grow up,
I want to be my young self again,
The beautiful carefree girl,
Who always lived life to the fullest.

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I would always choose,
To be with you,
Wherever you are.

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Life happened in an instant.
He looked at me,
I looked at him,
And we knew,
That we are made for each other.

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The way his hands,
Curled up mine,
I knew he is the one,
Who will be my life.

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When I went on holiday this time,
It was alarming—
I didn’t see the clear beaches,
Nor the green of mountains.
I just saw waste, scattered here and there,
Stealing the beauty once found everywhere.

It took away the innocence
That the earth once held,
And left in its place
The shadow of human neglect—
A mark so dark,
Even nature seemed to recoil.

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But from myself—
he could not say.

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She looked at her photo in his purse, her favourite photo,
The very first photo her father clicked, for his photography album,
Very special to her,
But lost somewhere.

He didn’t have anything to say,
His eyes spoke it all.

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All the things in the world happening,
But I do not know where to start from.

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She was free again,
To savor the world’s pleasures.
For she had long been held captive,
Not by walls,
But by her own thoughts.

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They rarely find words to capture their love,
Or to write for the ones they adore,
For what they feel runs deeper than language,
Too vast for verses, too wild for form—
Each thought of them, a silent storm.

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