By Ambirneya Kannan
Perhaps a home,
Which you never want to leave,
Perhaps a book,
That you want to read over and over,
Perhaps a dark sky with twinkling stars,
That you can’t take your eyes off,
Perhaps a full moon,
That leaves you praising its beauty,
Perhaps a Diwali night,
With different colours lighting up the sky,
Perhaps a dream,
That makes you pray not to wake,
Perhaps a feeling,
That causes the butterflies in your stomach,
Perhaps an illusion,
That makes your heart skip a beat,
Perhaps a mirage,
Which creates the thirst in your lonely heart,
Perhaps a lie,
That shatters your trust.
Perhaps the things that you’re supposed to like,
Never did end up impressing you.
