Carving Through Ups And Downs Poem by Madhumithran Nallathambi

Suffocated by my own helplessness,
To express my true feelings.
Oh, the stifling sensation in my chest,
disappears not.
No matter how much i shed my tears,
I still straighten my back.
While the suffocating and stifling feelings,
Are carving me to become the hope.
While teaching me there is no hope,
Unless my myself become the hope.
Oh, my heart is bleeding in black,
filling itself in the white container.
That lessens my pressure,
still not enough! ! !
Claw it out, soothe it,
yeah, feelings can never be expressed in words but only through acton.
Standing still, letting it flow through its own course,
yeah, it's still not enough to let me keep my face down.
Reminiscing the memories,
but never letting myself to submerge in it.
That's who i am.


N. Madhumithran