It had been forming for a long time. Part to part, breathing inside me day in and day out, waiting to come out in the world.
I nurtured it inside me long before my body told me i am a woman.
Even then, I knew something was kicking inside me, yearning for the light of day,
As time drew nearer, it grew stronger, eagerly looking for a way out.
I longed to see what i had nourished inside myself for so long
The time came, it peeked out, opened its eyes and held my finger,
I was just about to pick it up when the eyes closed, the finger slackened,
No one came to know and I just let it's lifeless form float into oblivion,
I shed a few tears, constricting my throat tight so no sound escaped,
around me, the world went on,
That's how it is with a dream,
It dies a silent death,
No one mourns its passing away, except the mind which was its womb for years,
Life goes on but the part of the mind, its womb, feels betrayed…
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