An Introspection

-AAKRITI THATAL Dt.: 07/05/'15 The night laid forward its cozy arms and embraced these souls beautifully; there was no other bliss. For most people wished the nights were a little longer providing them the ample hours to rest their tormented bodies, these souls only wanted the night to elongate to pour their hearts out. The night, like a faithful friend, a sturdy shelter, a shoulder to rest a tired head upon, merged in with these souls as the souls merged in along the Night. Bliss, solace, peace, Night. The Nights were long, but how they wished they were a little longer, how they could pour a little more, sink a little deeper, fall a little harder, rise a little higher. The Night stood as an epitome of an abode of love, the Night fell only for these souls, to stitch the torn pieces the day had brought, to live again. Solace, found perfect in the Night, Healing done good. But, the cruel morning light paves its way from the dark, warm, cozy night and brings a scorch on thes

-AAKRITI THATAL. I look at myself, sometimes; Superficially. The skin- Dark. Gloomy.  I go deeper. Not skin-deep. Deeper beneath.  Choking, struggling to break free from  A life that is only a Lie.  A Lie- Cold and Intolerable.  With cavernous darkness emanating  From the grotto of 'the core'- The Heart.  A Lie, I am unaware of. Crawling and flowing through every vein in my body; A piece of me, ephemeral.  My eyes are dark and criminal. So many things seen but not shown.  'Views', unfathomable, Actions, unpleasant to the soul.  These eyes have seen the others Shine and also cry; These eyes have lived long enough to 'just die'.  Trepidant lips, trying to utter words to expedite emotions; Trying to jerk up a lip into a word. Struggling the best to make my feelings and thoughts more accentuated.  These lips have a multitude of tales to tell. I WISH I HAD THE POWER.  I WISH PEOPLE KNEW.  I WISH

"Open Your arms, love That is where I Belong." DIVINITY . - AAKRITI THATAL. She walks the street like it's Her ight; Down towards me, She smiles her fang out. Her eyes shine, heart pounds, breath swells, Reflecting Her profuse contentment. Both absolve the long waiting, and Forgive the distance for keeping them Longing for a sight, a glance, a touch, a feel, a breath. The warmth of Her soul, Its influx Soothes and calms the other soul. Halt. A moment of pause. A gesture of "what?" "Open Your arms, love That is where I Belong." Their esoteric connectedness, their bond, None abrogate their love for each other. They are Divine.