THE FADED SELF

I wonder!

 

What pain, does this heart hold?

Why are my tears, loath to flow?

 

Diamond, to which, I thought off!

was actually, a mere stone!

The faith, trust and love has faded off!

As, I am left, all alone.

 

Unbreakable, which seemed!

Those ties, are now ripped apart!

Our bonding, so weak,

unfathomable in the start.

 

I wonder!

 

What pain, does this heart, hold?

Why are my tears, loath to flow?

 

I never thought,

So fragile, our relation, would be!

I never thought,

A stranger, in you, I could see!

 

Your absence pricks me,

Like the thorns of a rose,

As I learn, you don’t remember me,

You don’t, anymore!

 

I wonder!

 

What pain, does this heart hold?

Why are my tears, loath to flow?

 

In my throat, I feel a lump,

Before my eyes, those memories flash

My heart bleeds, and nerves are numb!

As those memories are forever smashed.

 

The cloud, which the sky eclipses,

Holds the burden of grief

My heart has no relief

As I cry in sheer anguish.

 

I wonder!

 

What pain, does this heart hold?

Why are my tears, loath to flow?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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