Iselder

By Divyashree Deshpande

Where the cold shoulders freeze

Where the flame of ego burns

Where a cry is heard in the blowing breeze

And self pity is all one learns

Where the mind seems empty

And eyes fill with tears

Where one feels lonely 

But company one fears

Where the rivers of tears flow

Ashes of sanity are scattered

Where the winds of grieves blows

Where the hope to recover is shattered

Where weeds of the past grow

Besides one’s emotions tossing

Where people wear black head to toe

Beware black cats are crossing

Where the mist of doubt chills the air 

Where the desire to shout

- out in despair 

Into the void they all stare

Where there lies a fog in one’s head

And no one knows what’s going on

Where this doubt you can’t shed

Nor find any wood to go knocking on

Seldom some leave

Others stay forever

But once stuck all one can do

Is plead and pray with the hope to recover

By Divyashree Deshpande