Hold On!

By – Samhitha Dulam

At the times when I thought
people can't be together and could
quickly leave each other just by 
saying a phrase "we can't do 
this any more.","we aren't meant to 
be.","It's all over." and many 
more. I heard this through the darkness.

My love!!! If you can, please HOLD ON;
We have to make sweet memories, 
As sweet as Rasgullas, that you always loved!!!
We still have our DREAMS to be filled,
Like the way, you filled your tummy with yummy chocolates!!!
We still got to laugh at rumours,
Like the way, we laughed watching TOM & JERRY!!!!
Listen!!!! If you can, Please STAY!!!!
We still need to make a wish looking at the shooting star,
Like the way, we wished for an extra laddu after puja!!!!
We need to travel a long distance together,
Like we ran home after school with marks by pens and pencils, 
yet felt so cool of those marks!!!!
My love.....Listen!!!!
Old wounds will be healed with time,
The changing times will teach a lesson each time,
The dew drops from your eyes
 will soon make an ocean of happiness with 
changing times,
The broken shards of your heart will be mend by your self-love!!!!
Can you HEAR me, MY LOVE?
I only need you to do all these....only YOU!!!!
Hold on!!!! We have got a long life to live TOGETHER.
And I promise I'm going to make it all right this time!!!
I can no more fight alone, and 
I know I'm not that strong without you!!!
If you can, please HOLD ON;
If not, try to COME BACK soon!!!
I heard it, and I came back. 
Then I am living happily ever after, 
with MY SOUL, that gave me hope and made me strong!!!!

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Writing is not a skill acquired through practice. Not for us, at least. Writing is a phenomenon that occurred to us when we wanted to shout our thoughts out. It occurred when our brains formed a labyrinth of thoughts with no way out. Only way was to break the walls, the walls we constructed in our minds. The walls which stopped us from letting ourselves out. We broke the walls using the most mightiest weapon, the pen. Writing was our way out of that maze. Words and sentences flowed like a stream of some river, which consisted of A2Z instead of H2O. Soon the river filled the brain and the labyrinth was not visible anymore. 

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