She is the strength that I breed,
She is the fresh air that I breathe.
She is the beauty that they all see,
She is my ocean and even my sea.
She is the light in the dark,
She is often the target of my words like a dart.
She is my sleep in the night,
She is my confidence through the worst niete.
She is the veil that protects me,
She is the love that I mean.
She is the tears that cry for you,
She is the tree growing up as a yew.
I never told her how much I loved her,
I never really needed to.
She could always see what I would become
She was beyond special
She was my mum.

I'll sit there all alone,
Hoping you'd join me in my zone
I'll listen to you,
Hoping you'd hear my truth just like few
I'll walk with you through your darkest times,
Hoping you'd wander in my thoughts and mind
Will you remember me?
When I'm gone .
Will you miss me?
When you're lost.
What if I promised you
That I'll never leave you alone?
Would you still bother
To forget me not?

I stared at the ceiling fan
Thinking about the man,
The man who sat at the bench
Enjoying being drenched.
I wondered how he loved the rain,
When I thought it was all in vain.

What was I missing?
That he had gained
Why couldn't I enjoy?
Thinking it was a pain
Tears rolling down my eyes
I had been freed.
From the feeling of not feeling
I think I just needed to breathe.
I woke up at the sound of the thunderstorm,
Wanting to sense it too,
The rain that poured
Drop by drop and so very soon.
Never had I felt something so deep,
Questioning what made me weep.
With a blurred vision,
And a heavy heart
I had found a reason.
Sad I thought was that part,
When I fell in love with the rain at once
For now I knew it better than anyone,
The task of concealing since months
The tears I had been hiding from every single one.

Every single day of my life,
Has been spent in silence.
This has become a routine for me.
A routine which I never wanted;
A routine where
Without speaking a word,
My loved ones are hurt;
A routine which makes me feel miserable.
Silence: I hate you!
We both don't get along that well,
I hate you because you make yourself available,
Everytime.
I hate you because you comfort ego;
I hate you because without you,
So many problems could be sorted;
I hate you because you depress me;
I hate you-
For you have compelled me to write about you,
And not speak.

Alone she sat,
Unaware of her impact
Silence that could ****,
Catastrophe that would build
Yet all she did was smile.
Inexorable that she was
Knowing that solitude was her strength
And a weakness of mine.