Listen,
To her silenced screams,
To her muffled sobs
Sound of her crumbled,
falling dreams
Look
At her,
with grit embracing
The turmoil she’s feeling
The chaos,
she’s facing
Feel
Her emotions refusing to flow
Her cries disguised neatly
In a perfect story,
a flawless show
Touch
With delicacy
Her wounds gracefully sealed
Visited, meddled with, by many
But seldom healed
Short poem.
waves of tears
drenching my crooked bones
roll down this rusted skin
and go in vain
guess i fell too deep
crashing down
the memory lane.
i settle at last
with my head unstable,
choking on the fumes
of my senses burning
the mere thought of you
kills me,
yet it is my soul’s,
sole yearning.
then finally
them waves stop rumbling
the chaos is silenced,
now numbed with pain.
i’ve emptied the ocean of my eyes
crying gentle rhymes
about you
again.
