Everything was buried deep

nothing could reach there and haunt me

Yes! sealed and safe

Until

I decided to bring you down

we together unearthed

The closer you made and the comments hurled

stabbed with words, pinched with consoles

Now I’m left alone as pieces,

Teared open and unveiled

I still can’t bury it.

When the darkness embraces

with the symphony of crickets

 and leave me in the wilderness

of lassitude.

Rather than sleeping

I have achieved mastery over

the act of sleeping,

to close eyes but awake with flaring thoughts,

listening to the cries of owl.

I wish to crouch and crawl into

the world of anonymity.

I’m shattered, withered, and abandoned

Hurled into the problems of others life, to solve.

I have lost myself in the depths

still not able to reconstruct completely.

I just want to sit alone

and brood over the darkness

cuddle myself up

and yell to the world that I’m ok.

My rejuvenation is inconsistent.

                      ~ Sreeshma. M

                           Palakkad, India