The storm



In all my happy delusions,

you were the only intrusion.

A weak wind, I thought,

meant to rattle some leaves.

I was not aware,

you don’t fight fair.

You were the storm,

that intended to do me harm.

To shake my heart,


rip it from its place,

not intending to even replace it

with your own.

Like a helpless fallen leaf

you carried me away,

following you into

darkness and light,

come what may.

I convinced myself,

that you were the destination

You were my savior, my salvation.

Your heart however,

didn’t conform

Why didn’t I know

I can’t hold the storm.


Copyright © Sneha P [Rights Reserved]


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