Divya'spoetrydeck

Little do you know about the people who stay put when they see a kid falling down and the guardian angels running to pick him up before they hear him cry. These people can see the care their palms possess and the delicacy the soft skin of the kid holds while still wandering in some other world. Like, wow! They are satisfied with how great the fall was, how satisfyingly the kid is crying and how they would have contributed too. I'm one of those people. I know it's funny until I end up in hell.

Anyway, how aware were you of what an injury was when you first fell down?

The second you start having this thought your mind decides to switch places and takes you somewhere else and you have another thought within the previous thought about how the mortals are careless in one instance and how helpless they become once their end is near. They can't do anything about the time they didn't care for themselves, their kids and what was still unachieved. Then comes a gust of wind from their little fantasy land that slaps them over their faces and reminds them of how miserable they have been before they start doing something about it.

And then there are these people who are careful with everything but still are careless with everything. The pretentious mind that we have, makes us believe what can not be done by us, and is something as useless as the last page of a notebook disguised as the rough page. Nobody sees it at an angle of how calculative we are with the problems, words and sentences that are first framed on the last page and well written on the first page. So indirectly it's the foundation of the whole story. This thriller, action packed story that you make up in your head, which is a sheer nonsense, but you'd still think of it as a problem and mess with your head just to find the solution you already know. Afterall, humans are complicated and so are their minds. Just like I switched between paragraphs because I was writing something and ended up writing something else. Strange, isn't it?

My Introduction?

Hi, I'm Dr. Strange.

After sprawling all over the bed all night when you wake up by dawn and the creases in your bedsheet makes you tired. So you get up, roam in the garden to finally sit together with ‘the morning’ to allow the sunlight to bathe you with its warmth while the chirping birds can sing you something and cheer you up. The softness in the morning air covers all your skin and you feel all in the fairytale. It's when you breathe in and your body starts to float, your feet high up in the sky and the cool, the clouds share with you to make you feel even more calmer. The faint fragrance of jasmine that swifts through your nose, that refreshes your senses and embraces you in an invisible blanket until it stings your olfactory receptors and you don't want to smell it anymore. It's the voices you can hear when your neighbours are fighting and somebody's wife is upset with him for not helping the children to get ready for school. And the book you bought along to read but couldn't move on from the first paragraph, so you close it and sit there with your arms folded in an easy pose. Suddenly your mom calls you out for breakfast and asks you what you've been doing for the past 2 hours and you say- “I just woke up”. That's when you know you've been smelling summer.

I did the digging in my heart and you are no longer buried there.

I set you free from the love I was hoping could exist a little longer.

And for the little girl in me that grew up, you have become non existent.

Hey there!

You are the sun who despite being 1.5 million km away from me, would still manage to shine for me. And when I say you are the sun, I don't mean the sun in July, I mean the sun of the winters that would sweep off the hustles of the cold that makes me brittle.

And even if I'd have to regret not keeping you for myself, I would do that gladly because lights don't stay in the dark places darling. And so does the sun.

For you i was just a glass, mere glass. As for you i only quenched your thirst. And, you didn't see the cool i gave you and i couldn't see how wide i could flow..

So far now since you've used me all, i refuse to add up my bits into your loop holes. Even if the tulips of your heart get dry and you get short of breath.

I thought I was chaotic until I heard the howls of the ocean and felt the coldness of the sand through my feet.

I stood on a beach and felt the sand for the first time. It felt unreal!

The water took away all my worries and brought back some new memories that I thought I would never make. It took away the pain ten feet away and brought me smiles from its eternity. I felt the softness of its waves up to my knees and I saw I didn't run away from its wildness. It took a whole of the sun to glitter one-fourth of its surface and the rest was underneath the cosy clouds. Still, it didn't rain over me, I could still feel the warmth I was missing out on, even though I was standing far away from it. The boats floating distantly seemed to collect all of the terror and negatives to drown deep down in a cyclone that left my body and entered the vast ocean.

I could feel it wasn't pulling me inside and pushing me away on the shore instead. It took a whole of 70% of my body weight to stabilize with its turbulence. I realized how much of a negative I was holding in until I released it finally.

I felt alive, I felt strong, I felt calm and, I felt happy.

I stood in the ocean for the first time.

It was me and August 17 of the year 2023, just to remind the future me that a happy soul was writing this...

You should stay closer, your lips complement mine, you whisper my name and soon our tongues intertwine.

I say- we should stay closer till death do us part. In the end, I would shut down the sun to only feel the warmth in your arms.