No Time To Think Of You! ! ! ! ! ! ! Poem by sreelekha premjit

I know this numbing gnawing pain
this deep felt growing ache
as if you are being slit alive
the dagger drawing through
shredding into pieces
the pride that poverty has permitted existence.

I know the hurt that cruises through
crawling clinging upon every living cell
the pain that you dare not acknowledge
the pain that you pretend not to be
the sorrow of not knowing things
the sadness at having to watch others relish.

Have I not seen the burning rage
have I not read the pure plain jealousy
the anger seething within
curdling your tears, holding them back
and then your turning your back
to what shall not be yours any way.

Has it not pricked my heart, (slightly though)
and I decided to keep aside a morsel for you as i gorge
the junk that's is meant to be thrown
have I changed, have I started thinking of you more? ? ? ?
perhaps not, maybe I will later! ! ! ! !
the pleasures of today beguile me
the pleasures of today hold me in sway

There's no time to think of you! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !