The Voice That Heartens Me!
The sweet melody I heard at the subway, reminded me of the times when I woke up to the humming of them. A strange feeling diverted me to trail towards the sound, “It’s not her” was all I could hear in the alley full of noises, The heart averted at the difference in voice and saved my mind. I woke up to a non-existent dream, Longing for the humming and the breakfast of warmth, I felt her scent cover my house but agony took a pause. “The weather is bright, the spring and the blooms, The light and wind are there for you” Again, the heart murmured in the room breaking the deafening silence. The slight smile made me realize something that was amiss, My mind was trapped and heart was free. The void of memories molded me beyond just being rooted to the ground, The eulogies of her strength somewhat made me collapse, Yet holding me in place. The dilemma of letting go, keeping all the good and moving on couldn’t accommodate my wandering thoughts. A p