By Shwetha Harsha
Alienated, I keep silent
I look into your eyes
Do you get the feelings that I do?
Distinct emotions
Accompanied by tears
Loneliness hurts, pain
Separates,
my heart - my mind
I have a number of questions
Why are we - not - close?
Why the hate? Why disjoint?
Set apart, rejected, dejected
Divided by logic
I stand confused
Diverged opinions
Thoughts detached
While I sort myself
Do a deep dive into yourself
Spot the love I show
Does it have a place in your heart?
I try to detach ,But I am not
Of the same temperament as yours
I engage in affection
I involve myself wholly
Closed are the doors
There is no light at the end of the tunnel
I am unable to connect the dots
Disjoint, independent but contradicted
Solitude is not what I seeked
But it envelops me
With worries and anxieties beyond my control
Isolated, lonely and alone
None to hold my hand and comfort
Words wither away as there is no one to talk to
Tears dry, solitude is what I have
What I should I live with
The broken promises, the faltered decisions
Deserted paths, life - a desert
Barren land where hope once dared to tread
Where dreams were cherished
A dot in the universe
Inconsequential in the world of your life
I don’t make a difference to your existence
Let there be hope
That someday you will realise
I was the one for keeps
Holding our dreams to let them fly
Till then, there is your kingdom of Silence