A Peek Into My Soul

"Poetry is a cure to me; It crawls deeply into the darkest corners of my soul and slowly, gently, heals."   

     People change like the seasons, she learnt

     Warm like the spring breeze in one tick

     Icy, like the median of a winter in the next

     Why did they have to change? She pondered

    

     The short nights of summer passed

     And so did the fleeting days of winter

    

     Silence dragged on and she wondered

     Is it because she clings onto their branches

     Like the leaves do in the Autumn skies

     Or simply, because she bares her soul

     Like a peacock dancing in the rain;

     Watching the sky paint itself with a million stars

     She realized; maybe it's not her after all

    

     Rain had to come to fill what Summer had drained

     Spring had to come to revive Winter's ruin 

     And virulent people had to leave...

     

     All so she could learn to love herself 

     the way she truly deserved to be.

  

                                                                                                 Priyanka Dubey,
                                                       MZC II Year.