Behind the Walls..
- Mukta Kapur
- Mar 29, 2022
- 1 min read
Unfilled and unspoken desires
That gave birth to restlessness
The wait that never seems to end.
The cries and shouts unheard
The heart that lays battered and broken,
Is what lays behind the walls.
Where hope and despair kept playing hide and seek.
Amidst the tears and sobs
The heart still throbs
For the one who robbed it once
Never got it back
There's void now
All hollow and black.
From dusk till dawn
My eyes all set on the door.
The monotony has now become an addiction
Is what happens behind the walls.
With every footfall
I rise and run at the door,
But all in vain.
What is now left is hurt and pain
There seems no signs when we meet again.
But still I keep my spirits up
and do not give up
For this seems only the possible way to live up.
That's how I survive behind the walls.
Very emotional and inspiring as well
Beautifully written
Very nice👍
When we loose some one Dear
That brings in our eyes always tear
Loss force us for totally makeover
Being alone always make us fear
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It's really painful and you have explained that pain with full emotions and heart touching words.
Very well written. What's gone can't be compensated but we have to makeover ourselves according to conditions. Life never ends with loss but we have to make us stronger and get ourself out of that grim situation.
So we have to cheer with fighting spirit. Though we have hopes alive with expectations for returning of old time but we can't be sad every time.
Your writing power is amazing and keep on doing such good work.👍🌹