A dry well

To have loved and to be loved,we found joy in the fluttering of our hearts.

If only had we opened our hearts to each other, to know that we share the same burden on our shoulders.

Disappointed have you been my love, that you walked away one morning.

To save the heart from pain and to be sunken in it feels the same.

What gone and what if stayed could have made me happy?

What makes me a villain and a hero at the same time?

When do I take pride in the accomplishments of my heart?

Chennai

Chennai,

You brought me back to life with your warm embrace.

You gave me a taste of your heat and yet blew cool air over my face by the beach.

You memesmerized me with your vast pristine blue sea.

You reminded me again of life is full of once in a life opportunities.

Memories are meant to be made now,this moment will never come again.

You gently took my hand and showed me the world again.