I want to cry but my tears come to the fore and dry,
I want to complain but before I can, their complaint reaches me first,
I want to empathize with myself but I can only think of them,
The blow I felt did not break anything but has gotten hold of something,
The attack I made, broke a system in them – I could see it so clearly.
And yet, I am not guilty of where I stand, I somehow knew this was to be, one day maybe.
The one day turned out to be the other day for me.
I am not sure of what I should console myself?
Breaking a heart, but mine was broken too!
Crossing a boundary head high with respect, but my boundary was crossed too with no respect.
I see clearly and yet there is a fog that dampens the heart.
For what should I shed these tears? The question boggles me and stops me from a release.
And here I am writing it down, because I won’t say it out loud – I am not fine, Main theek nahi huin.
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