Pondering Over Life

The night gets weird as I see owls dancing with me in my head. The darkness in me comes out alive with them to swing in their hell.

I am sitting at the chair pondering over life. At times, I run short of words but feelings in my heart remain intact. Other times, I run out of feelings but words remain intact in my soul. My eyes observe everything and comfort me with a warm hug. The thought that lingers in my mind is not new. It has always been the same. The thought of “Don’t give up” as I have a long way to go.

I quiet my mind when depression and anxiety hit me so hard. Some people tell me it’s okay to hide your scars. I have another circle too that tells me about their scars, flaws, and trauma. Which one shall I choose? The voice comes from within and it says “go where there is peace”. I realize how people in this world are still hiding what they have been through and it kills them from inside just like a deadly coronavirus flu.

Life comes to us in full circles that’s what I have read but with all sorts of feelings which I dwell, All I can tell is “I am taking the path where I would come across more potholes but would face them all with courage and grace”. The night gets weird as I see owls dancing with me in my head. The darkness in me comes out alive with them to swing in their hell.

Gurpreet Dhariwal is the author of “My Soul Rants: Poems of a Born Spectator.” Her eBook is now available at Google PlayStore, Amazon, and Kindle. Connect with Gurpreet on LinkedIn, Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, or Youtube