All by herself.
She stood holding those bars!
And glared into the emptiness.
Someone had secretly spilt-
Silence in the ether!
Clad in melancholy,
Appeared that dusk!
As the failed rendezvous,
Stitching the memories-
Over the sky!
The Sun descended with a promise!
These promises twinkled every night.
Bestrewn with the bygones-
They say, they are the ones who left.
She hushed.
It’s cold in here.
She painted that smile over the dolour!
Her hands blue and frozen.
Covered with the rust-
Dark and bitter-
The cage felt heavy!
Her thoughts limned over the floor!
The perfidious wind!
Disguised as kindness!
Blew over them!
Asunder, over the darkness-
Flew the words…
She let them go!
The lucent hope-
Amidst the sky!
Howled a distant wolf!
This repeats!
In the prison of the past.
Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"
Paintings: Kaleidoscope by Isabel Emrich
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