The experiment broke my shattered imagination,
The unease brought by it, unappealing and soul changing.
The intensity of the disaster so humongous that it would change the image,
The inner turmoil so nauseating that pleasure soon pierced and turned the virtuous to devil.
The pain so excruciating that seven circles of fire seemed nothing in comparison.
Walked into the path not meant to be and the distate was so unattractive that one had no option but to choose wisely.
The shattered, burnt and broken just learnt a lesson.
Don’t jump on seeing another soul. I know it resembles a lot like you but hold your stomping beats and let the brain focus for once.
I know it’s been years since you yearned and jumped in joy or blushed at the thought of the other but harness your desire.
I don’t want you to proclaim any affection for once. Brain very well knows the pain you grow through when you are injured.
The nights are tough and the logic seems to sleep but I want you to remember one line that brain keeps on repeating. ‘Action speaks louder than words’
The annihilation won’t be long if you succumb so easily. Be a wolf. Don’t give in easily. Let the other show you first. Reign your swooning because it won’t be long before you declare the other as your procession.
Oh heart, it’s simply foolish to let yourself wander in this world. Patience, dear.
– Hema Sanghavi