ANMona Canvas

Have you ever seen inevitable personified? We keep writing about standing at the edge of the abyss, just like movies, but never address what happens after slipping from one. It is just like the taste of cyanide – unknown, until one fine day, someone survives the day just to tell the world if everyone before him tasted a sweet, bitter, or sour death. We keep testing our limits and pushing further and there’s just so much life can take, and the limits let loose and you free fall from the abyss. Standing there, with an aimless heart and a blank mind and absorbing the utmost beauty and solace of nature’s waterfall while sliding inch by inch by the back force of the same water, somehow the entire scene out of a movie set seems extremely inevitable in retrospection. How much careful and cautious can you be when nature pulls you in? Well, that is the beauty and wrath of nature at once. In one split second it can take you from daydreaming to fighting in between the crossfires of gravity and b...

Would you walk down that rusty road, On the pebbles that made you yearn. Would you hold up your guard like a sword Or shatter it just to learn? Would you lose yourself just for once Like that fluttering strand of hair Or would you stray around like that brittle leaf Just to wander around in the air? What do you tell yourself when you lose it all When the sky seems to move too fast? Do you even wish to stop by and ask What are they running past? There are days between your highs and lows Where you just wanna feel your breath. Do you even miss the you, you were Before your soul was touched by death? What do you think would have possibly happened, If your conscious had not distanced away? What do you think would have possibly changed, If that night your soul did not go astray? Do you feel the strength in the barren trees Once they lose all their leaves? They stand more firmly now, than ever Against the cold, dark winter breeze. Did you try standing at the edge of the abyss With your heart...