Sitting in the balcony
My eyes watch spring
Mind says its winter
Heart sings a summer song
Within the walls to hide yourself
Make holes to watch through
Even though the wall is just five feet tall
Its called escapism
Nurturing in my insides
like weeds in the field
Thorns and stones hurt you again and again
Some make you bleed
Some bring you back to your senses
All is for a reason, a reason we don’t like
Thoughts stuck at a point since
stubbornness knows no practicality
Washing the mud away from your feet,
on the seashore where the dirt comes back
Walking carefully and slowly to not make noise
But how will you hide from the ants
This life is so beautiful
So beautiful, its hard to digest the fact
We go all our way to destroy it
Destroy it with our minds, hearts and hands.
