Romance / Fantasy

Is life searching for me? My heart advises me to stop here, peacefully. I've met so much, felt so much. Don't know how it influenced me. Someone has confessed love to me. I have found my hope in it. A stone of hope in a mountain of despair. Some singer's song gives me happiness; gives me strength... The someone; he is like that singer. He is the home to a lost child- the lost one is me. He is like the snow of winter; someone without whom, I am homeless.

He is like the edge who gives me support; I got him at some precious point. A single streetlight, illuminating my world of darkness. I forgot my pain because of him. He is teaching me the way to live, again. He is the rain of my desert; the ointment to my pain. I have got him; he is the shelter to my homeless self. He is my shield; he smiles at me. He hides my sea of pain from me; overshadows me from the sun - Christ knows how he doesn't get burnt by the brutal sun-rays.

By disha_2007, May 21, 2020*.

My soul has been at sea for so long, it has forgotten the feeling of land. As time goes by the hazy recollections return and with them the longing for the feeling of soft grass beneath naked feet. There was a time, after a storm, you see, that I tried every and any port, for the gales were so horrific it felt that my boat would shatter, and it did. It broke into more pieces than can be counted and I learned to live underwater. As time went by I became a mermaid, half fish, half woman. And so, as I find your safe harbour, as you call me to come, it is simply taking a little time to reform legs, to learn how to walk again, to trust myself enough to leave behind the briny waves and make for your shore.

The shameful truth is that this lost soul was deliberately sacrificed by those who could have saved her with ease, by those who sat upon sturdy boats, refusing to throw a rope, to lend a life raft. They watched the drowning and heard my screams all from so close at hand. It was they who closed off all of the ports, spreading word that I deserved the salt water in my lungs. And so, I know it can hurt for this to take so much time, but if I didn't want you so very deeply, if I wasn't so sure that you are my home and the one I've been searching for, I wouldn't be trying so very hard to reach solid ground once more.