Halfway - A poem - By Suhani - Guest writer for May 🌼

Everyday, I wondered

When I would climb, when

My head and my Body would reach the

Clouds, as I would have crossed Halfway.

I dreamt what it would be like

to be Free and Light,

but it seems as though such a world is superficial

Where

constant reminders of broken bonds

and cackles from herds I was never in

Ceased to exist.

Such reality lies only in the mind.

happiness, Peace, glee

are only notions.

Everyday , I wonder,

when I would reach the top,

and my eyes would see

A sky full of stars. And

only while peeking did I realize,

I’m stuck Halfway

and can only wistfully wish on the little rays of light

that fall on me out of sheer luck,

for my perfect world to be True.