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Rough Sketches

 



All I see are rough sketches

Sometimes I still feel those traces

Traces of you and me

Of places, we have been


When I look in the mirror

All I see is a rough sketch

The good and the bad

The snippets of my life that I had

Written happily 

Water smudged the ink

Where do I go from here

It's getting so blurry and unclear


Why hope, to only find it smashed?

Why grow, to only see everything crash?

Why nurture the garden when all the flowers have burned?

Look ahead, it's time the pages are turned


All I see are rough sketches

Sometimes I'm lost in the wilderness

The wilderness of my infinite thoughts

Where do I go from here, I'm lost


When I look in the water

All I see is a blurry image

Is everything that disturbed?

Has happiness from my mind been curbed?

What do I do from here?

It looks so blurry and unclear


Why love, to only find it disappear in a flash?

Why doubt, to only be proven wrong with a splash?

What's yours has come your way

Just like these lines, it's time to change the chapter today



Belika DSouza


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