You go left and you go right and you turn around for a fleeting thought that passes your mind and you try to remember where exactly you are going… is this new? or was it something your left behind? You go left and you go right sometimes nonsense rules the mind and the chaos drives you to keep going until you pause and think why are you moving does it make sense why this way and not that so you go left and you go right and as you get lost you somehow find this piece that doesn’t rhyme but holds the truth you feel inside…
Why do you hide me to plaster a smile on your face when you see them? Why do you shred me in pieces analyzing every angle, tormenting your already tormented heart? Why do you cradle me with your favourite old school tune, and drown in nostalgia, on a lazy Saturday afternoon? Why am I kept in this dusty part of your mind that is always so foggy that you have a hard time accepting if I ever was real? Why do you keep years worth of love stored away… Is perhaps what the memory would say, if it could question the mind.
poetry and image copyright neha 2019
Napowrimo Day 6
Did not get a chance to post yesterday so will be posting Day 6 and Day 7 today.