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
My heart it thumps then slowly swells
My nose it ticks, as Tears they well
My eyes they tear, my jaws they shake
I am, anesthetized by an awful shame
A thread, it pokes through the door
The room now seems to take a form
I place my feet flat on the floor
Then grip my seat in support for
My head it swims my ears they ring
My lips a soft tune for me, I sing
My eyes they blink, my bones they clink
As upon the rickety seat I sink
I feel now wobbly, as I shift
Into thoughts from as I drift
My head I lift, my legs they shake
From the pit of darkness as I try to wake
But the heavy dream looming
My sense of existence swooning
My mind is blank as into the darkness I stare
I stare I stare an awful stare
As strange shadows dance across the wall
Changing their form with every blink
As I peer into them, I think I think
A face I see, so vague so blurred
Is slowly but now getting clear
The light now come pouring in
Deeper into my seat I sink
As I see the face across the wall
I slump- utterly shaken utterly stirred
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