A Longing
Hollow inside
It sounds shallow
Rain drops on rooftop
That noise must stop
I squeeze it, otherwise.
Birds fly
Far over the sky
Who cares?
I can’t see anyway
But I pretend.
Everything dries up empty
My heart still bleeds
I wait, and puff
Till you come
And slash it.
Copyright © Nirode Ray | Year Posted 2015
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