I am pouring down my grief here
The heaviness in my heart has made me to do so
My tender eyes are overflowing
Inexplicable reasons and squeezed heartaches
Hands shaking and cheeks eroding.
But you don’t get surprised
I am used to it
Tears, you stop and manage now
Don’t flow anymore
Lest I will forget how to smile.
Yes, I have to pretend
and I must quit talking to you
or I will be in depth of rue.
About Poetess :
Hameeta Kaur Malhotra,(M.A. English) ,An avid reader, Writer, Foodie,Lover of Literature and Linguistics and Sarcasm,Observant and Speculative