Rust

By Mahati Shiralkar

i smiled today, maybe a little too much,

and conceivably, that was enough to crush

my heart into a million pieces,

now they’re infinitely scattered beyond my reaches

they looked at me like i

was something accidentally alive,

they judged and frowned,

wondered why my eyes were so brown.

i knew i marred their mood,

but how? - i was truly confused.

how could my barely lop-sided lips,

be a cause for all this?

but then i realise,

however, it didn’t hit me as a surprise,

that i’m merely a speck of dust,

that’s it, just dust,

spoiling everything around me like rust.

 By Mahati Shiralkar