Nightshade

By Harshita Mishra

I have came this far 

just to say goodbye , holding grief- 

letting it change me ,

found a strange silence following me,

I stopped there , I didn't hesitate ,

we clapped for our failures 

while waiting at your gate ;

I laughed even when I was bleeding ,

Just to show you I was brave;

It never ended , you never came ,

Now I can't go back , so I sit and stare ;

My body is turning into dust 

and my soul into mist ,

Silence is now carrying grief

 back to the place where it had peace 

But my mind and heart is still fighting about it-

whom did he love ?

Dust or the Mist?

By Harshita Mishra