Realization
A heinous day opened my eyes,
A lifeless me slept beside,
O what scary moments were they,
for what I saw was the devil inside.
Their tears were the mirror of my eyes,
That washed away my lingering pride,
I sensed a torment of loss or victory,
Not too unknown for they were mine.
My clip of sins flashed before,
Their pain and wounds silenced me,
That inhuman figure had me disturbed,
A man so cruel I could not absorb.
That fire of guilt burnt my soul,
My deeds had left me forever stunned,
The token of pains my family attained,
Killed my soul yet again.
My body dispersing in the air,
Made me question my existence,
What peace a holy fire could give ?
To a man who never loved his dear ones.
Copyright © Pratikshya Barik | Year Posted 2020
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