“You don’t look sad though?”

“Why are you even crying?”

“What have you done for this?”

I can’t ​ignore​ ​the questions people ask me.

Little do they know my story​,

Lost and focused jointly,

They say “so sorry” and leave?

Look at what they’ve done

They’ve transformed me,

Into a globe full of ​abhorrence

Which i​’​m sure no one would adore.

Hazel

Writer’s Block

Wiggle the tip of your pencil

Against the pages of lines.

Its tip made of hardened lead,

Scratch and rub onto the paper surface

Till visible marks

Have been etched in greyish shades.

 

Please repeat these words in writing:

“I have nothing to write”

Varna

Standing on the edge,

Staring into the abyss

I found the meaning of my life

As ​I stood on the edge, surrounded by uncertainty Surrounded by the unknown

It was then that I saw her, standing ​there ​unwavering

Her deep blue water and her battle for existence

She didn’t let the burden that we put on her

The toxicity, the dirt, and the impure chemicals affect her

She battled for all the life within her against the shores of land

The source of her slow poison

She stood her ground to show her worth

What we never understood, was her wrath

The wrath that could make all else ash​.

Anushka

You are

Holding my hand in darkness

Sheltering me from the rain

Being my bridge to the world

In my moments of sadness and woes

Always there to support me, guide me

Whenever I find myself sinking

You are always there, wading through the waters to rescue me

Perhaps in my moments of happiness, I forget

You are the reason for that joy

You are the reason for my birth and rise

I appear strong to those around the world

But you stand beside me always know what’s on my mind, even through my silence

You are the reason for my smile

You are the reason for my existence

You are the inspiration needed in my life

You are my aspiration

You are the reason I learned how to love.

Anushka

Unfamiliar faces, incessant squealing

Where have I come?

Humans unrecognised, places unknown

Relations I don’t care for

Broke free and ran away

Felt lost and looked lost

Where have you brought me,

God?

 

You took it all away

Oh, what have I become?

Apathetic and numb to the world, I trust no one.

Looked twice and judged twice,

Felt nothing and sensed nothing,

When did you turn me into this,

Mother?

 

Stood there watching it all,

Why didn’t you do something to stop the pain?

Disbelief and anger crept inside;

Hope lost, Emotions lost

Pain beseeched, Regret beseeched

Why did you do this to me,

Father?
Never spoke a word of it

Why didn’t you talk about it to someone?

Maybe, I was scared

Dread filled, Misery filled

Blood drained, soul drained

What have you done to me,

… … … ?

A.D.