I was 12, he was 28.
The room had dim lights and a grin.
It never occurred to me the sight was not a fate.
I felt somehow it was just a little too late.
I wanted to fight and I could’ve had a win.
I was just a girl, scared
And for me, there never appeared a gate.
I felt somehow it was just a little too late.
The monster still strives in the closet of my memory.
He still keeps me up at night, very late.
The womb had a lullaby ending in sin.
It never occurred to me the light was not a bait.
I felt somehow it was just a little too late.
Summarizing the journey to a slight agony akin,
astray notions turned my world into desolate.
When the world seemed empty as a caravan inn
And I had the rhythm to heal my slate
Time conflated sting and I had to negotiate.
I am going to fall and yet I am going to reciprocate
I felt somehow it was just a little too late
Yet
Dum spiro Spero my heart resonate.
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“She is stronger than we know”.
And again a well written piece from the wonderful person I admire so much….???
Awesome
It was really nice