DILEMMAA Poem by sana naazliThe cafe was dim litted and I sighed in relief It was oddly satisfying to me, although I had no idea why Or do I? You see, the past hasn’t been so fair to me. Is it the past or my head which was designed by default? Being tough on myself and nitpicking away were the things I always did without any second thought. Acne is that one good friend who never really left my side. Even though
it’s the longest friend I’ve never asked for I’d like to
think that over time, I’ve gotten a lot more aloof towards it. Or do I? What’s
euphoria you might ask? Well, for me it is cancelled plans
and being holed up in my room by myself. I sometimes
wish it was possible For us to
beat the shyness right out of us To overcome
that feeling of rigidness. Is it the
shyness or the anxiety lurking at the back of my head Or is it
the way I just am? It’s funny
you see, How I thought things that no longer
affect me the way they used to, all come back to me in square one on some days Taking me back in time To when I was hit by them in the
worst ways possible Leaving me all vulnerable and
flustered. But that’s okay I guess You have to feel low to rise high
again. Is something that I’ve learnt over
years Or is it something I’ve struggled
with coming to terms with? So that day, in the cafe When I saw a little girl sitting by
herself Feeling a little uneasy, fidgeting
her feet And constantly looking over her
shoulder I was hit by déjà vu. I wanted to reach out to her Like I would to younger me And tell her it’ll all be okay in
future But I didn’t. Instead I just drank my coffee and
left for home. © 2020 sana naazliAuthor's Note
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Added on August 2, 2020 Last Updated on August 2, 2020 |