The emptiness revisits!

That emptiness visits her again…

In the frozen corner of her broken veins!

She taps one and let it bleed-

The faintness of her past refrains!

She runs to catch hold of that space-

Of no worth and just in vain!

Time as slender as a reed…

Slips from her hand-

To not to be found again!

Had she known- she was not a centre!

She would have acted the same!

But why then this emptiness revolved-

Within her and followed her in the murky lane!

She yells at the top of this silence-

And wishes not to be heard…

She grabs that rug of strength…

And wordlessly walks through the rain!

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

Author's Note

...feel the silence.

Reviews

[Leslie Philibert]

Lots to enjoy here, the line rug of strength saved my Sunday morning ! Anybody who reads here often knows what a fine poet Sanjeeta is, so please look at her work, she writes very well.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thank you :) inspired me again...

[Amada]

It deserve more than one review.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thanks rahul for your time and comments :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

to not want to be noticed, and yet not wanting to be forgotten at the same time...she wants to matter to someone...and yet not draw attention to herself.

j.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Thank you Jacob :) for reading and giving your reviews.