May 19, 2020 0 By Suchismita Ghoshal

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Where should I take my lonely heart
Which bleeds for the sake of you?
Blood drops even seek for your sight.
Can’t you see my pain eked out
Of my fragile soul naming you?
Can’t you see my restlessness formed
For your long silence towards me?
Can’t you see my aggravation whistled
As you chose to throw your ignorance?
I have been living in a wooden shell,
A wooden shell named life
Where no softeness belongs,
Where no tenderness remains
And where no delicacy is allowed.
My lonely heart takes me to the path
Where you stand like a tall human
Portraying your chauvinism through your eyes.
O’ my dear love, do not push me away
For my lonely heart waits for your return.
O’ my dear love, do not throw your thorns
For my lonely heart wants to wake up from a sleep, forlorn!

~ ©storytellersuchismita