Written by Writer Anshika and Edited by Editor Ruth Pal Chaudhuri
It was one of those April days, When again I saw the two-lipped tulip. As if, you are standing there looking at me through the haze. It felt bittersweet to visualize you again. I still remember your alluring smile, How we used to talk until the starlight in the evening. When time was fleeting and talks were unceasing, We both fell for each other; But stood up together with our souls intertwined. Reminiscing those beautiful moments feels so surreal, But now if I think about it, was it even real? When you left me in the middle of the road; Now I'm retracing the scars you left. Just like the lost song of a mermaid, By letting you go, I learned that losing you made me find myself. And suddenly you know? It's time to start something new. Like winter represents age or death; After darkness, there is always the birth of new breath. Dazzling tulip which blooms in spring, Cause they are the inception of a new beginning.