Oh My Dear Heart! Poem by Pranayee Rachamalla

Silence is your language, Oh my dumb heart!
still, that is enough to tear you apart.
Politeness might be your decoration,
being heartful might be your intention,
If purity is your ornament
even if being yourself is your commitment,
The world can never understand you,
nobody is ready to read you or go through!
Feelings are the tune, thoughts are the song,
memories and emotions are the lyrics to which you dance along.
You are a gutter better to say store room with four chambers,
but still, you only have tears as your companion and listeners.
Uniqueness might be your vision,
but the world shall hear only what it wanted to listen!
The world is so blind my dear,
Because there is no difference between being unique and odd here;
free suggestions are plenty here, oh my dear deaf heart!
but none come forward to advise when you're confused in your path!
Such a mischievous brat you are,
that's the reason you are hurt and broken usually more!
Compromises and sacrifices are your daily routine,
Thinking that as love is your stupid feeling.
If you have a habit of doing things your own way,
Then this place is not the right place for you, i say!