Poem


Burning Scars




Inside my room,
bundled in a corner 
I shed tears 
with red puffy eyes

Lumps in throat
by silent crying 
My insides screaming 
why can't I die? 

obstructing my vision
is a water wall
Brimming on the outline
of ophthalmic round

Knees upto chin
sobs breaking the monotone
Day by day,
my heart turns into pumping token

Emotions scarred
trust stomped upon
Sympathy,advices and pity
like acid poured upon

In the light of day
nobody see these scars
When the darkness dwells
each of them stands apart.




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