REVIVAL

Sometimes I wanted my form to die,
To cease my breath & escape my existence.
Where did I run to, the earth or the sky?
Or at the Hell’s door, to stop for my heart’s resistance.

The me who was in such times, I smile at you!
You have been freed from your nightmares for a long time.
Here I bow my head in respect to the few,
Who gifted me a land of hope and a love mine.

To the soul that was homeless, going through a daze,
You held it dearly, feeding it your own life.
It grew up with desires of being in your gaze,
Rising it’s strength to be with you in every strife.

I hope you realize the bliss you blessed,
A spirit has bloomed whose heart you have possessed.

~Shaktisha~

Shaktisha is a young extrovert tomboy who loves everything about literature, music and food. She loves understanding the perspectives of people and colouring them in her own words. A literature student who wants to understand the roots of everything in existence.