Too soon to untie
knots
and smoothen
the frayed ends...
i pick one at a time
which pulls
and stretches
the fabric of my life
and i fear it would be torn
to bits and pieces
if i tried too hard
or remain knotted forever
if i let go...
unsure
for the first time
i waver
at every step taken
and look back
for all that was wrong
search for the rights
to push me on...
its the promise
of finding you
that keeps up my will
to try and not give up
its the promise
of celebration, festival of lights
that i smile
and hold back the tears
for some other day,
some other hour...
some other hour...
Very beautifully written and expressive.
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