Tuesday, February 4, 2020

The days it snows

when it snows it knocks on the doors
the ones you had locked and bolted very tight
the vault that stores past pains and sores
the ones that you want to forget outright

that one sharp word from the bully in school
that had pierced that impressionable heart so bad
or the love gone sour, the parting bloody and cruel
that kept you up for nights and made the  years very sad

it falls gently , but the knocks are pretty loud
the doors get rattled by slightest of force
they struggles very hard to hold back the dark cloud
the suppressed angst with a moan quiet and hoarse

the days when it snows it knocks on the doors
its lonely fight fighting the relentless force



No comments: