The skies are dark and gloomy,
there are tears waiting to flow from my red
eyes...
There’ s a hollowness in my soul,
betrayal sounds bitter...
The sadness sticks, like an ugly
dream haunting,
Memories of friendship now turn
sour...
A sense of stupidity attaches
itself to me,
I ask again and again, was I blind in trusting
a friend...
There ‘s a sole silence, waiting for
her apology,
which I know I shall never ever
get, yet I wait for a miracle,
step deeper into quicksand..
.
There’ s a voice shouting, I realize
its raining,
my brother comes running and pulls me out to
dance in the rain,
Each drop that dances on my face
, takes away my inherent sadness,
the tears flow,
like the Ganges washing away the ash...
My shouts of joy, draw my family to join the fun...
As my mom, slowly dries my long
flowing hair, she hugs me tight...
A sense of warm love, flows through
my heart, what ever I shall face,
however sad I may be, I’ve a family to whom I
am the apple of the eye...
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