I Stand Defeated

By Shreya Ghosh

I stand defeated excrutiated by the struggle.

Where shall I find my childhood cries?"

The boundless miseries of the innocent faces,

tired by the vicious circle of poverty.

The time that saw no amusement.

The time that I neither enjoyed tire-swing,

nor playing with marbles was fun.

The gloomy aurora only reminds of sufferings.

"Why should I wonder about what my alma mater is!"

As my destiny has sent me over the edge.

The secluded swing at the backyard, protests for freedom.

I stand defeated.....

And even though my feet bleed,

I have to walk milestones.

I have to shoulder the legacy.

The legacy of pain & dejection,

The legacy of penury & trivial....

By Shreya Ghosh