Friday, 11 April 2008


Baseless accusations-
Hurled at me,
Hitting me hard,
Between my eyes.

But, I did not-

I tried to mouth,
My voice lost,
In the depth of my hurt.

Fingers pointing,
At me-
I felt cornered,
By my very own.

Tears failed to pour-
And accusations galore.

Listen me out, will you? Just this once

My heart seemed to cry out,
Desperation, yes;
But there is more to it.

Aching lesions re-opened,
Numbness creeping in.

I once again feel the terror.

Of being stranded, amidst the crowds,
A gnawing distance-

My soul failing to reach over,
Even when I know,
You need me, still.




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