||not Mine||\||butworthkeeping|| Poem by Abhisekh Gharai

Darkest the night was with storms howling like demons of nightmare..
Alone and afraid she kept flying on slowly...
The little injured creature...
She was a sweet little innocent bird...
Her eyes reflecting the enormous anxiety and pains she suffered since years...
She witnesses her round pearls of tears every morning she wakes up..
But she walks barefoot in the heavy rain hiding those crystals in the veil of her smile..
Yes she owns a beautiful bright smile, everyone says..
She says she is strong..
But experiences a tremulous fear peeping her inside...
Shattered she is in a million broken pieces..
Thousand lives insufficient to build her up what she was years back..
Ruthlessly tortured her heart craves for the warmth she felt long ago...
All her aspirations beheaded one by one infront of her..
She kept watching silently...
She consoles herself lying to her that she is hopeful...
Hopeful for the sun to rise again and fill her dismal days with the sunshine of love...
But deep down she knows, the sunset will never be over...
As she is the culprit for her own sadness...
She chose to walk in the firey ways with bare feet...
Her eyes lost their light sweeping away those tears...
May the Almighty gives her strength to open her blind fold eyes and envisage the bitter reality...
May she not get vanished forever fighting her own shadows..