A Tumult Within

Am moving in circles without my will

again and again, the time stands still

the memories I try to leave behind

come back in loop and make me blind

in order to avoid people who may hurt my feel

the ones who love me suffer a great deal

I do try to make this right

atleast not to hurt the ones who hold me tight

in a warm embrace,

so lovely and full of grace

I tend to run behind things I can't possess

I know this already, but am so obessed

the grave penchant for hurting myself

I do things that make me lock my heart in a shelf.

.empty.





.Locked.

Daughter so bad

 

Dear mom and dear dad

am sorry to be a daughter so bad

on the day of Valentine, I cry

as I see the pain I caused in your eye

The pain in your eyes is so intense

it brings back the memories with force immense

memories of how I made your head to bow

in shame because I never made you proud

again and again I kept hurting

and the mistakes I always kept making

Never did I realise how broken you would be

And nor do I think I can ever see

all that you have done for me, in health or being ill

in hopes that your dreamz I'll fulfill

But all the time your efforts went in vain

for every little thing I only caused the pain

I did try, atleast not to raise my voice

but this anger never left me any choice

shouts soon converted to tears

and my heart is occupied with fears

even after I tried not to fail you

maybe my trials weren't hard enough and never true

I don't think I can be the daughter you always wanted

And this feeling is what keeps me haunted.