• she_wrote 9w

    The ache of letting go is familiar
    We don't know
    which moment will be our last one
    Which breath be the ultimate

    The ache of not getting to say goodbye
    Is left with permanace
    Do you think there is ending without a fullstop ?
    Can that be considered an ending even?

    Resurrection is possible only spiritually or psychologically
    But the constrains of body are visible
    And then slowly at ease
    It is giving up on me
    I am afarid ...

    When would be the last day?
    The last moment!
    Will I ever get to say goodbye!
    Will I ever be able to tell my people that I loved them ?
    Will I ever say to my foe that I have forgiven them ?
    I am afraid
    End is abrupt !
    It just comes
    Like a dive in ocean
    and then never to return to the surface

    I am hit by a strongrealisation
    When I see you go

    And I am panicking
    I won't lie ..
    My fingers are trembling
    And my brain is working hard
    to replay every message,
    to reopen all the notes
    I thought I would say
    But has not yet passed or spoken!

    Life is like that soap bubble
    One sec in the air
    And then *pop*
    Nowhere
    What is left is the visual imagery
    Of its existence.
    ©she_wrote
    Kanchan Balodi


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    The demise of an actor compelled me to reflect back on my own life today..
    This piece of writing is for everyone who have felt the ache of letting go!
    @writersnetwork #mirakee #postoftheday

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    Letting go

    Life is like that soap bubble
    One sec in the air
    And then *pop*
    Nowhere
    What is left is the visual imagery
    Of its existence.
    ©she_wrote
    Kanchan Balodi