A Life To Leaf
A Life To Leaf1 min 259 1 min 259
Once upon a dark night,
There stayed a leaf.
Rotten, alive, burnt, raped.
It was unconscious for years
While people came & went stepping over it for it was invisible.
Invisible to this world wearing glasses of selfishness.
I was blind, so I could see it well. "are you okay?" to know the spicy battle it dealt with.
We as pedestrians have a habit of buying free spices from people's pain so that we can add it on to our antique dinner. "I am fine," she says because I couldn't soak her pain, of course, I am not a hairdryer.
But, for some glimpse, I wanted to feel what a hairdryer does.
My hairs found them lovely when they kiss them like warm strawberries.
As an attempt, I did it to the leaf.
I thought it would kiss me back, but it disappeared into ashes.
I cried and tried to call her back, but it didn't.
Slowly it whispered the song of tears in my ears- "love is what I found, dead enough yet astound, you enlighten my soul making me whole".
I erased every word of real noise to listen to that virtual melody because attention is what she seemed & attention is what I gave.