Divya Gupta

@divya-gupta

I keep bleeding words and turn those wounds into art.

SEASONS

SEASONS

One season ends and the other beginsBut the mystery of future still remainsFlowers of expectations have fallenBut the buds of hope have filled the gardenA lot has changed in these yearsApart from our dreams and fearsHere in this corridorBehind that rusty doorWe have left our carefree smileCause now there are responsibilities of lifeHurt and happiness…