FREE TO LOVE AGAIN

FREE TO LOVE AGAIN

She was sitting on a couch on that pretty sunny day,

Thinking about all the moments all along,

They were like those sunny and shining rays,

All those happy and charming days of her life while she was moving on,

The moment of encounter that took away her heart,

The moment of longing when one was getting apart,

The moment of recognition, the minute of realization,

The flash of understating and that of elation,

That one is in love beyond all means,

That one has got into a thought so clean,

 That thought that had brought that another moment,

That moment of beginning one’s own new world,

A world of love, a world of care,

A world of compassion, a world that is fair,

Fair enough to engross her into the thoughts,

The thoughts that started all those thoughts….

That made her so agitated and there went her heart…

With eruption so violent breaking her apart..

But, the destiny was calling for something else

That something was an antonym of love,

The poison that had crushed the dove inside her,

The toxin of hate had murdered the love,

Then she closed her eyes, and collected the pieces,

Then she joined those bits with glue of hope,

And that hopeful thought had made her elope,

With the happiness and contentment of some dawns,

A feeling of finally becoming a free dove,

A free dove that was free again to be in love,

This feeling was getting her to new heights,

The heights where she will be breathing again,

The heights those were so clean and pure,

That they will help her forgetting the pain,

It’s not that she had left every bit and piece,

There were still some spots that have to be regained,

Regained from the devil of betrayal and deception,

She knew that being happy was her only option,

She cannot just go on with those loads of ache,

She cannot just allow or they will definitely break,

Break her spirits, break her will, and then,

She will have no one with her along those hills,

The hills where the heights were giving her a hope,

 A hope of that free dove to love again,

To get her happiness and to lost spots again,

So here she stands and here she ascends,

Towards her joy and towards her glee,

Because she knew that now she was free,

She was a free dove and ready to love again,

She was out of hurt and she was out of pain.

                                                                                                                                                                           

     LEENA RATTI