haiku

 I wondered why women stand in their balcony and stare at nothing but everything,

These months have changed me a lot,

I now realise its an escape from the four walls and a sneak peak into their surroundings,

Which does nothing to them but gives them a minimalistic joy.

Let the collision of breath happen, let the touch and pleasure be felt, to elope into eternal pleasure of paradise called love.

They say we're selfish

Because we only love each other

But we are like rains and clouds in the sky, healing each other. 

It is the nature, not really us.

Lets cherish while we can,

lets not dig deep for sorrows to have a vacation

lets love while we can,

lets not wait for the 500 miles to come in between

lets build the peace

lets not make it noisy enough to lose the hearing ability