When was the last time?

All of us would have faced this at some point of time in our life  not knowing what to do, struggling and fighting to show ourselves to this world… In the fight, sometimes we tend to ignore the little things that brought us an impulsive and unintentional smile, that which defined us and that which felt our heart…If you can relate to this, then, this poem is for you  my dear friends…

When was the last time when the breeze touched me?
When was the last time when the raindrops kissed me?
Taking me in,
Taking me deep,
Taking me into a whole new world,
Where there was my soul and peace!
When was the last time when my heart beat drummed with the pouring rain?
When was the last time when my words were devoid of coming out in vain?
When was it?
Caught in between Time and Life,
Away from love,
Away from mine,
Away from all that, that touched my heart;
Into the world, into the places,
Into the real, into the voices,
Into all that, that do not belong to me,
Into what again will I find myself?
Is it a wait?
Will it be light?
Or is it a sign to prepare for the world?
So closed, so bound,
Into the womb again,
And into an incubation,
Waiting for a rebirth, to find my soul back…