Goodbye

By Pooshika S

The soothing wind of morning rise,

Asked me to stop with the cries.

The sunshine and my breakfast,

Asked me to forget the past.

The scorching sun during noon,

Asked me to move on soon.

The playground filled with happy kids,

Asked me to blurr the last bids.

My ceiling hugged me in silence,

For it has seen the truth beyond the fence,

Even though I had to do the exact same

My dreams filled with you, what a shame.

I was not rebellious;

I was not mutinous.

I was just suffering in silence,

I was just another person trying to heal…

By Pooshika S