My mind is ready to vomit what resides within me
Here, I’ve my fingers to turn them into letters
To keep as an enduring proof of my unlucky feelings
No other means can I imagine to lighten my burden?
How sharp were the spears of parting
That drills me with little mercy
Still, there is a train of pain pulses
Oscillating as per my heart beats
Keeping those recollections alive
That’s draining me out of my calmness
I hate to beg you to have my joy back
And to insist on your precious presence
My mind’s language remains unspoken
As words hesitates to pour meaning
Yet, an unknown smile clings to my lips
Coupled with countless round tears
Spreading a peculiar fragrance of hope
That keeps me steady to get on.
Rajeswari A V
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