The Way To The Woods

I'm on a constant pull 
Away miles and miles 
My feet doesn't rest
Even when my mind does 
Dragged to the woods 
Tunnels dark and sorrowful 
This orange and pink hues 
Fail to touch my skin 
There's a black world fearful and cumbersome 
I am called and reminded constantly 
How do I rest?
I hear the winds weeping with the glow worms 
This door doesn't open on usual stormy evenings 
But these days midnight lashes into my bed 
Making way to escape 
And doors and windows of my soul 
Are left wide open 
Some morning my feet wouldn't touch the ground like it does
Forgive me O lovers 
My house is in the wild 
My breaths are under trials 
And my bandages are just about to freed 
This world of needles 
Doesn't bear with my time 
Your clocks and my watches have different days and nights 
My mornings cry for sunflowers in the wild 
You can have your garden 
Leave the way to the woods for me........
___Priyanka Koley