The tenderness of heart
4 years ago
Pratik is a high school graduate from Trinity International College, Dilli Bazaar, Kathmandu.
4 years ago
4 years ago
4 years ago
4 years ago
Since I was a child
I’ve been alone
Until aloneness I made my own
And now I can’t mix, perhaps I don’t
Want to, for no light has shone
Or will shine in my heart as black as darkness
For darkness others have left unexplored
Ignoring their own self they’ve gone
Far away from their core to tame
Themselves and now they’ve been, well lame
Deprived of their primal thoughts, they’ve been floored
Ignored, isolated until at length been bored
Just a peer is all it’ll take
To make a home of your own
A home so dark but oh fun it’ll be
And then you’ll see and thank me
With delight you’ll scream screams of joy
When you’ll meet a little boy
Who was left when you wanted a change
A lonely boy since then has been chained
Bound and gagged he screamed in pain
Writhing and bleeding and seething in shame
Drained in trenches, drenched by rain
Yelped for help but all in vain
Anguished and wronged and maimed
Branded toxic, primal, monster slandered and blamed
Has returned to you with his heart inflamed
A monster with a raging fire
He demands you to love and admire him
Like he’s admired you all these years
Where he crumpled deep inside you gulping tears
You’ve been alone without him too
Always felt something essential is missing
While deep inside you he waited hissing
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