In depth
there is
fear and insecurity...

Therefore
people prefer

The shallow
Tried and tested...

There are stories in your eyes.

I never told you how
sometimes I fell asleep
with the thought that you
were perhaps the moon-

always disappearing
with the dawn.

Little did you know
When you left me
A long time ago
You gave me liberty.

The best gift you could give
Although I  still  did grieve
The years gone by clung to me
Strangling me , refusing to set me free.

Soon a firm resolve
Made me stride with purpose
From my stupor I  evolved
The turning point , beckoned me
I soared higher and higher
Oxygen pumped faith hope and serenity
I  remembered you with gratitude for letting me be.

Copyright (c) Deep Shree Chauhan