A chance to witness the world as it is

And ponder upon the ripples of our changing reflections

There’s no rush, no hurry, or need for escape

no hiding, no waiting, or awkward standing to say Hello by the gate

It’s just us and ourselves winning back our thirst

for everything other than the desires

that misguide us to slippery slopes


It’s the awareness that brings

serenity into our palms amidst the plains of disarray

The answers for all the questions that confound relationships apart

Separating the rivers of tears of regret from the tears of relief

From the screaming winds of expectations and enslavement

to the soft wisps of





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