Untitled Poem by Bindu Borle

Looking around I try to fathom the darkness
The darkness which surrounds me
Overcast skies or a tumultuous day
Moonless night or sun overshadowed
The heart is heavy. Ruptured, yet…
Tiny little water drops in the eyes
Blinding vision, causing pain
This evening I have no one but
My solitary self and shadows unlimited
The setting sun is calling me
The night is embracing me
There is none around but my soul and me
Both trying to understand each other
Providing solace, sharing grief
Pouring our heart into each other
Just being true to ourselves…

Copyright © 2007, Bindu Borle