Yes you heard it right, Depression is no more In this world now! I was the last one to be Hugged by depression, this hug was quite different Than other hugs, usually it felt like howling icy chills Through the nerves but this time it was as warm as The winter afternoon, for the first time I saw him Smiling so bright though he was poisoned with Happiness, he knew he was about to leave This world forever, he laid on my laps and Wrapped in his arms tightly for the last time, Kissed my heartbeats slowly many times As he could feel my heartbeats breathing peace Finally after many struggles. My heart was terribly webbed By the satin silks of melancholies And depression had found this heart as The most safest home to dwell where Sun rays was obstructed and blackness Was the astonishing beauty. My heart was also too kind that it could Not kick out this tired wanderer and gave A shelter and delicacies of poignancy And darkest of the darkest shades was his Favorite colour in all choices, Be it attire of grief, be it umbrella of tears, Be it chocking thoughts.
He didn't know I was the his last home where He could find himself slow poisoning With happiness, surprisingly the changing time And need for humanity, love and kindness Forced myself to step into light and walk On the path to find its source, while walking On this broken road I fell many times more Painfully than ever but my stubbornness bridged The huge gaps of hopelessness and belief, And I reached to the door which was brightly Illuminating like a nebula and was filled with Treasures of therapies like Poetries dancing to the rhymes, Haikus shining like pearls with its perfect syllables, Sonnets romancing and consoling each emotions Which which was stuck in the haunting motions, One liner blazing strength and motivation Beating Monday morning blues, Acrostic poems of everyone's name Inked on their home's name plate symbolising Their beauty and charm blossoming all the seasons, Found eye opening sight of Repainting Vincent Gogh's scary night painting To serene night painting and I could hear His soul saying that it's time to change, It's time to smile, let's reshape our thoughts And responses more consciously so that no one Thinks to escape from the time and Thinks to change the time by painting it With colourful butterflies of hope and divinity.
Depression was my lover, he loved me a lot Like none can do! And love is full of sacrifices, In love your other half's smile Becomes more valuable and important Than your existence, you can die without Any complains when your love finds eternal peace! And so depression was leaving me, was leaving The whole world without any pain as now he Could finally rest in peace without anyone's Burdened heart carrying heavy eyes of storms, He left peacefully by slow poisoning as now He is free from everyone's acquisition that he was Responsible for the pain!
He urged me to carve these words On his graveyard to: "Remember me as undesired yet beautiful phase Where one learned to grow their roots more stronger".
A gentle reminder to all, depression pleaded Not to cry on his funeral instead wish him Goodbye with roses of smile as only this could Liberate his soul of all debts and unknown sins And can see all of us happy from the heaven.
----------- In your memories, Yours forever (not so forever) Depression---------------------
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