Lonesome Seasons...
March, April and May;
Hoping the sunshine will brighten the day.
Sunrays disperse themselves in the sky,
Unclogging the gloom obscuring the view,
Still contented, she smiles and sways…
As the sun blazes in the noon’s of May!
June, July and August;
Wishing the showers will wash the pain away.
The rainbow peeks through the sky,
Giving her hope, he will soon come home…
Longing and praying for his arrival,
Every year June just passes by!
September, October and November;
Reminiscing the memories buried deep within the heart.
Faded and crumpled, she lies
Just like the leaves beneath the sky…
Enamored and enchanted by his aura,
The November mist slowly glides!
December, January and February;
Waiting for love to gently course its way.
Basking in the subtle sun,
And enclosing the surging emotions,
She tries to elude bouts of melancholy…
In the cold and dark December nights!
Yet not living in an illusion,
Nor waiting for life to turn into a fairy tale…
She smiles with her heart and says,
I still love and live life, come what may!
-Fatima
P.S: The condition of people waiting for their loved ones back home when they are away for months or years at a stretch....
