Yaadein Yaad Aati Hai – Yaadein
I have been through too much a dust, too many storms, too many tragedies, so much pain, and sorrow, too many disgusted looks and terrifying memories.
I went through too many betrayals, too much a trash to even recognize for once, the one I use to be.
So, please! Leave me alone. Let me be.
My eyes were open as clocks rotated around. I kept staring at the dull light, listening to the sound of a broken heart once the heart full of life.
I am tired. I am burnt. I am rusted. I am exasperated. I am irritated. I am incensed. I am infuriated. I am everything but me.
I feel like an elephant, shrunk and forced inside the body of as tiny as an ant who I once crushed like nothing she was. But I feel her pain now. I feel the loss of loss.
I feel the swelling of delighted, mocking Grief, warm and happy inside of me, scratching all soft surfaces as he forces himself deeper and deeper on me, in me. Depression he introduces himself — he weighs whales, shakes me to the below, teases me, demands my submission, croons his victory song over the wrecked I am, I be.
So, please! Let me grieve. Let me heal.
,.. I don’t mind being a sad poem for someone with a floral soul.