Poetry

I Want to be Healed

I want to be healed

Healed from within

 

The wounds may not be visible

But are deep in the heart

 

I want to be calm

But unable to do so

 

The storm from within

Comes live with the chance

 

How to stop, whom to tell

I am becoming cruel like hell

 

Somewhere inside something

Is broken,

 

Nobody is trying to listen to

My despair

 

Not a real friend, not a true

Confidant

 

Where to confine,

I want to be heard.

 

One little compliment

Can make my day gay

 

One little motivation

Can boost up the timid inner bay

One word of appreciation

 

Can be as Charismatic as

A drop of water to the thirsty man

 

But nobody cares

No one thinks

 

People are confined

In their own golden rings.

 

                                                                       ~ Dr Shivangi Shrivastava

                                                                         Motihari, India

2 Comments

  1. Beautifully written.
    Trusting someone to confide is dangerous terrain. Because we’ll not know whether they listen to spread or to help us heal.

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