From Her Winter Diary
Opening my eyes to a radiant sunrise,
I see those rays showering sparkles at my place.
I glance out of the window, into the light,
Hoping to catch a glimpse of a blissful sign,
Is it over yet?
Too weak still, couldn’t step up far away from where I reside,
I cuddle the warmth of my blanket again,
Realizing that I’m still alive.
Not willing to grab and climb the ladder of realities today,
I just wish I could stay in bed, with nothing in my head,
To just taste the non-existence for a brief while.
So I’m rolling deep into my own world,
Where I don’t need to say a word,
No explanations, no complains,
No time limits, no deadlines,
No responsibilities, no strain,
No regrets, no pain.