• oneday 5w

    One day

    I ran out of words
    The other day.
    Thinking of words
    And letter in some other way.

    Got tired of seeing
    But not feeling.
    Imagined if its all healing.

    Then went back to the memory lane.
    And oh i found such pain.
    Tossing and turning
    I found i was learning.

    Leaving it all in the dark.
    In a way it should just leave a miniature mark.

    Finally realizing
    My soul that use to scream
    Whispered to my mind

    Lessons should be learnt
    But pages should never be burnt.
    Keep it all in a corner
    And let your experience be an honour.

    For ONE DAY you'll turn back
    And know it has all become your life's hack.