A new ravine

A new ravine between where I want to be and where I am 

The more I peep into the ravine, the deeper it comes to be

The walls smooth slippery, basking in the setting sun or is it rising sun

Grass is greener under my feet and its rocky on the other side

Rainbow in the endearing sky behind my back showering me in all its colors

But I keep staring at the rocks on the other side

Birds chirp around me, singing perhaps only for me

And I have my ear to the ground listening to times gone by

The fine drizzle kisses my cheeks and the breeze tousles my hair

As if trying to lift me to the clouds

The fluttering flowers and jostling leaves near my ears

An orchestra perhaps, the setting is a feeling to behold

But I shout out. Nay, I cry to the other side of this ravine

The reply holds me in rapture – just my feelings from the other side

And I think, was it the echo talking back to me

The voice of my feelings or was it rocks mocking my cries

Stay I could on this comfy side of ravine

Pluck I could - the fruits and drink I could from the skies

But this is not where I want to be

This ravine between where I want to be and where I am

There is adrenaline rush in my body for the rocks I see

To leap and reach the other side of ravine

What about the uncaring rocks that I want?

It is the care that does not die. Affection that just grows

When the times were stormy, it is these boulders that held me

The enchanting eyes that melted my rock like heart

The boulders embraced me and saw my heart bare

The warmth of these cold rocks – magic in itself

The warmth is what I long for – I wanted to give back

And as I hugged my dearest rocks to show intensity of my attachment

I tottered; the boulders rolled away

And taunted me, “I deserve more than this”

Roll, I could not. Chase I could and I did

The more I chased, the faster the rocks rolled

Now I learnt the art of rolling to roll with the boulders

Freely falling and playfully dancing

But before I know, this ravine between me and my boulders

This new ravine between where I want to be and where I am.