By The Window And Into The Stars Where I Float Poem by Anirudh Shankaran

I feel the sting of it
Every single time
it touches me
burns my tongue
Everytime you say nothing
and I sit alone
by the windows
Waiting
asking to be freed
to be easied*

I feel it's sting every day
I wake up
I feel my throat dry
and I wet it
With Waters of all kinds
to feel quenched
And I feel dry even more

I feel it's sting everyday
I walk up
To the class room
my heart aches
Everytime
You say nothing
And I escape
by the window
Into the stars
where I float

I must be saddened
Or maddened
By love
or
no love.