Scarlet rose..

I opened my eyes this morning,
I searched around my space,
I crept out of bed so willingly,
Today was going to be different.

Leaning against the window ledge,
I closed my eyes and took in this morning scent,
It overwhelmed my senses and created a fantasy place,
Today was going to be different.

There in the middle of the garden,
Like a proud peacock with all it’s splendor,
It blocked out all the beauty around it,
Today was going to be different.

I paused in my glance, reminiscing a sweet something,
Almost five years ago, yet today seemed like that very same day,
The entirety of this beauty became so overpowering,
Today was going to be different.

I had to go into the garden now, barefoot and alone,
I wanted to feel the delicateness and moist dew on it’s redness,
I longed to be with the one I loved in this time of my grief,
Today was going to be different.

We opened up world’s of poetic love,
We created dreams in such variety,
We loved beyond love,
Today was going to be different.

Reaching forward and with utmost care,
I clenched the stem and broke it’s beauty free,
It was all mine for the keeping, the same words he used to say to me,
Today was going to be different.

A scarlet red rose so elegant and petite,
The perfect memoir of my childhood romance,
The gift of true love gifted by nature itself,
Today was different.

My love had come back to me in a comfort,
A rose among the bitter pricks of reality,
A finality of everlasting love,
Today was different..

Where in the world..

Have you ever woken up one morning and decided that today was the day you were finally going to break this monotony and do something different..

..that you were going to eat that huge pecan tart and not worry about the kilos you were going to put on..

...that you were going to wear those stilettos and walk freely with no fear of feeling embarrased..

...that you were going to engage in a converstaion with that person and feel confident and intelligent..

...that you could be so much more and feel so wonderful that even if a rock was rolling towards you at great speed, you would still manage to evade it's fury because you know how to be brave..

In life, if you are never able to face the innate fear of your hollow heart then you would never live an ordinary life.

You will become a slave of regret and a bearer of shouldered redemption. 

Life is a narrow highway and the turns we often make are blinded ones which can tear us up into many little pieces, those which are too bitter to repair. 

But if we hold hope close to our heart and strive towards consoling these emotions, then assurity of bliss becomes a recognisable aspect of our lives and automatically, redemption becomes possible..

Live a little, laugh a lot and smile forever because a smile is the best uniform to comfort a distressed soul..

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