December

The days are getting shorter,

nights are getting longer,

breeze is getting colder,

clouds are getting heavier,

My heart is telling me that December is getting closer,

With a lot of questions, and most probably with incomplete answers,

I wonder why my thoughts are being taken away when I think about those answers,

Why my heart is not allowing me anymore to think about what December did to me last year?

Should I recall it now?

Or should I wait for December to recall it?

Ohhh December, why you are not Decembering like the way you used to?

Why your cold breezes are not relaxing me?

Why these long nights and shorter days aren’t working for me anymore?

Why these pretty clouds are looking heavier?

Did you feel that??? I’m becoming like you, incomplete and full of questions…

It’s another day of thinking about December…

Why it’s becoming so common for me to turn pale when I think about you?

Ohh December why are you becoming like my Cold lover?

Cruel and emotion less,

Am I the one who is not brave enough? Or it’s you who is not letting me the one!

People consider you as a month of love and affection but for me?

Have you ever thought about me?

About my emotions?

Let me just tell you this by myself

I’m tired and done,

I feel like my bones are broken my heart has been busted, my mind has been shattered, my existence has been torn down,

My soul is trapped inside the body of an elderly person who is desperately struggling to hold on to life…

I don’t know how long I will think about you in this way however for now I am leaving this matter to the fall of November

Maybe I’ll start writing about you when the breeze will become colder and days will become shorter,

Till that

I’ll be wondering, wondering and wondering

Laibah shaykh