Journey

Poem by By Rhea Agrawal

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It takes me into a warm embrace.
Turning colder every millisecond,
turning better every hour.
I end my journey like this,
like everyone who ever did.
Far away from everything
yet not that far apart.
 
The universe was created 
with a bang.
Sound cannot travel in space.
The largest explosion
was a silent cry of existence.
I started my journey with a bang,
a cry echoing in the womb.
 
You are what you eat.
What about the people that you meet?
It is a journey through
several seas,
a handful of stars,
battling an array of emotions
and memories alike.

Warm embrace.
The first petal of the cherry blossom
perched on the voluminous tree.
It fell on his button nose.
Love swished it away.
So the blossom sacrificed more
and they all follow her.
 
I offered thorny bushes
to the altar of the boy.
He was not dead in the material
only in thought and soul.
It is spiteful, I call you.
I leave this scene behind.
Onwards soldiers! To another battle!
 
Lock and key, they fit
and open doors for the journey to begin.
I come back to the first room.
I look at them rusting away.
They were hopeful and they were kind.
They mentioned that they had never did find
a more adventurous little child.
 
The path will have to end somewhere,
if you do not have enough tar.
I gave it all to another love,
another star last time.
The embrace creeps slowly.
You gasp out of its reach.
I give in, I’m complete.

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Rhea Agrawal is a teen who is just trying to live her few teenage years to the fullest. She is a sports and literature enthusiast and loves to critique anything she can get her eyes or ears on. View more of her work at https://medium.com/@rheaagr12