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,
Disowned,
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.
Sashu,this one is amazing:)
ReplyDeletehmmmm
ReplyDeleteso many hues of pain
nice :)