#athira501

[asleavesfall]

Existential~

The days keep getting longer

A sanctuary that ain't familiar

Razing, towards a dream that ain't mine

'Travesty that true ignorance begets',

they're fast to judge the soul

Move, scurry around and wait

For the voyage ends at a vantage.

Rest no more for one must win

The fight that seems endless

The world is hushed again

Heart is ablaze but not with passion,

Tired yet yearning for victory

Waiting at a desolate station

For a train that'll never approach

And a journey that'll never embark.

As anxiety fills up the blemished body,

I call for home, a notion near yet far.

[asleavesfall]

The forsythia awaits your timely return beyond the horizons of love and hate.It says ever-so quietly,"Today is the youngest you'll ever be."

You chose to shrug off the voice. Nevertheless,you hope it'll never cease to exist.Another forsythia awaiting your timely return.Somewhere far.The place where you will indefinitely choose to listen.

As leaves fall || Withering Youth.

[asleavesfall]

That Sunday evening, you took a stroll by the sea side holding his hands. Even the sky looked happy. Everything told you he was the one. He is not your first love, but your heart never felt this way before. But, later that fall, he toasted wine one last time and left, wishing you happiness. You couldn't complain. The sky that witnessed your beginnings had transformed hues too.

You realise, it's love because it changes. You could meet him only because of this. You thank the variable and toast to yourself.

(via) athira501

[asleavesfall]

Every word we say carries a temperature. How beautiful it is, to watch a person choose the right temperature? Hopefully, one day we will come across that one person whose words will touch us with a temperature that's just right.

[asleavesfall]

(via) athira501

[asleavesfall]

[asleavesfall]

Some nights,I still wonder if some stranger is listening to our story. Story of how we fought over silly things and how we laughed together. Story of how everything ended and how he could do nothing about it. Story of how he cherished those bygone days and in and amongst all of his living, how he never stopped loving me.

(via) athira501

[asleavesfall]