I will not cry
They say I am cold
I’d like to be.
Instead of this nothingness
Over powering me
I cannot think
For ….
My heart would bleed
You ….
Are my every need.
No use for people
Mere happy smiling faces
Nothing to smile at
Or ….
Have I gone mad
Oh!
Anything I’d welcome even hurt
Than this nothingness
Empty ache
I’m cold
It’s just a façade
I love too much
I give my all
I cannot take
A bare existence
I’m too weak
A coward
I’m cold
I have to forget.
2 comments:
As well always the long absence from the blog was worth the wait for the readers. Excellent algebra my friend!
Your poems are better--I must say. They communicate so vividly all that a human may feel at moments of loneliness and longing.Moments when one is trying to reach out but the world is just not tuned in to listen to your bare truths. It is evryone's story told so poignantly--By a person in love--in sync with his/her innermost being.Good work Lopa. Loved it.
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