Existence's puzzle paints a scenery
describing happiness,
knowing delight,
describing sadness,
feeling plight.

Every piece is in place
to portray such a full, diverse life.
But as I hold my own,
I begin to realize it has no place,
and can only exist outside.

Dear Diary...
I've been having some days full of sleep and insomnia nights.

Today, this morning, i woke up feeling like death!
and when i finally opened my eyes,
i kinda wished that was it was.

I hope tomorrow i can wake up feeling like life,
so i wouldn't wake up to realize
it's Death.

In those shabby walls that have become old,
got some cracks.
Some plants have grown in those cracks,
Those who no longer bear flowers.

Get scorched in the thick sun or take baths in the dim sunlight,
Whether they play blindly with the nights or reap sprinkled in rain for centuries,

But, maybe it is not possible,
Now some remaining flowers can be planted on them.
#thought

My the warmth
of the Lohri fire
And the energy of
til , groundnut & gurrh
overpower the ongoing
cold wave of covid.