But alas plans had to be canceled at the last moment 'cause my friend fell sick.She has fever and all.Hope you get well soon Addy!
Anyway so I was sitting on my bed looking out my window and trying to enjoy the pleasant weather but not quite being able to do so.And before I realize it I was writing this down on a page of an old notebook.I hope it doesn't sound too depressing.And even if it does I guess I can't help it.It IS a gloomy day after all-atleast here in Kolkata it is with the rain and all.So here goes-
I am looking out my window-
Into the gloomy face of the sky,
The pen held limply between my fingers.
My mind is casting about for the right words-
To describe this emptiness within.
But they are not coming to me.
In vain I'm searching for the sun-
That's hidden somewhere-
In between the smoke-grey clouds....
I wish I knew where.
I'm urging my pen to move,
Over this blank sheet of paper.
But there's nothing to write.
The melancholy strains of that mournful song-
Keep playing inside my head-
Time and again.
I wish I could forget those heart-felt words-
And that bitterly sweet tune.
But I know I can't.
'Cause they are a part of who I am.
'Give me just a li'l bit of light..
And everything will be alright.'
And as if in answer to my plea-
The sky clears to reveal a magnificent blue-
The grey flecks moving aside...
Making way for that dazzling light.
And my dull world changes in a minute.
I find my colors again.
I can feel my throbbing heart now-
It's beating as fast as ever.
My fingers are no longer numb,
'I've found my words.'-
I whisper with a tearful smile.