Thawing Of A Winter Heart

I had hidden

behind

a veil of coldness,

and locked

the doors

of my compassion,

I had built

the walls unsurmountable.

Love?

I stopped looking for it.

I had eradicated the word from the

kingdom of my life,

yet one day, love showed up

on the threshold

of my barren heart land,

it knocked,

once,

twice,

thrice.

I kept the doors closed,

until I realized,

perhaps

this time,

it wasn't

agony disguised.

I unlatched the door amidst the four

walls of my house,

where I kept captivate myself

inside.

On the brink stands your home,

said my conscience to me

The spring of hope,

blossomed back in this land

of gloomy winters.

The flowers bloomed,

the birds sang again,

the sun felt warm not harsh,

the air kissed my dead cheeks,

the butterflies played

with strands of my hair,

from my grave, I woke

from a nightmare

that has lasted quite long.

- TAMANNA SHARMA