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.