From the shades of dark, broken and shattered
You uttered a word; I arose from ashes and diminished
The rejoicing path that hovered brings
Hope and predictability, I repent
In return, my love, what I owe
My life to you? I already surrendered
At dusk, I sulk, yearn your presence
Dawn beheld the splendour of everything
Together we float through the world
With no choice, I withheld the love I endeavour
My friend, tell me,
How much my presence mean to you?
Envy are those who know my affinity for you
They shrug when I say; you mean more to me than any for sure
The lie is when people speak in vain
That everything stands above oneself and demeans
But, to me my heart, you are the fire
You are the choice I always flair
You gave me strength in pain
Healed, concealed throughout the existence that withheld
When the world mocked, you stood strong
I extracted every poise from without remorse
Yet, when I say I adore “Myself” and the inner demeanour I possess
The world embarked with the satire
Of selfishness and absurdity!
By: Sheeba Vinay
