Somewhere

By Sagarika Gourkhede

Here we are going back to somewhere 

Where we could be loved, 

cared, and roared.

Not being judged or scared.

The airplane takes back to you 

for your soul to heal & feel.

The plane was always excited to sit on 

Relaxing, looking amazed by the beauty 

Of the sky 

Now haunts me.

 Taking me somewhere where I would be alone

It's not the airplane that makes it hard, 

It's the choice, the point, the moment 

Sometimes, it takes you home 

 Sometimes, it takes you dome 

The journey so long yet so glory 

The journey I used to wait for 

Now feels sorry.

The empty lanes, the long queues, 

The stars aligned while moon blues.

The solitude of emotions is flowing away

Something feels in my way 

Might be the delay of grays 

Childhood happiness peaks out of 

the window in excitement 

The adult self looks at her shadow 

Crying in confinement 

The beauty of the sky from

above doesn't amuse her anymore

It falls apart like her soul,

Maybe leaving wasn't that hard

Or maybe coming back  wasn't that easy.

The airplane takes you somewhere 

To maybe heal & feel

By Sagarika Gourkhede