Monsoon Diaries

Love juggles with hatred
Black merges into white
Impossibilities embrace the plausible

Songs which you had hidden,
In the deepest of dungeons
Remain prisoners no more

Footsteps you had erased
Promises you’d vanquished
Arrive knocking at the door

And though it seems daunting,
You’re not ready
To say your goodbyes

For this is monsoon, my love
Something you can’t easily
Let go…

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