zindagi

from being a backhbencher, somehow I landed on a first bench. from being a carefree tomboy, somehow i became an elegant woman. from giving zero fucks about emotions, somehow i became too strong/weak to handle them. somehow life just happend, in a mystical lie and a magical truthbomb, in a beautiful sunrise and some enchanting sunsets. days and nights, it took to get back hold of myself,. myths broken, lies unfolded, trust broken, heart wrenched, people stayed but something flew, that something was a joyful song, sung by many, and danced upon by greatful souls. i can hear the music flowing through my viens, my hands and hips moving to the beats, i call a soulful song. come dance with me, take the lead, as it pleases, dance with me, and foget the rest. this dire desire unrests my heart, hip moving to the beats of grass this time. so lively it makes me feel, setting me free, setting my heart free, i was once a lover for someone, and now something in me loves something to set free till my