Poetic Treasure

By Ganapathi Gayathri

Somewhere upon the hills of chaos 

Under the sky of mystical thoughts

I built my castle with the blocks of grief,in the realm of unrequited love

I am crowned as the Queen with the souvenir of belittling

I vowed myself to modesty

Everyday getting greeted by mockery

My hierarchy is to consider others first

All I earned is roaring goodbyes from fragmented friendships

Love, Silence,Patience,Resilience, Vulnerability,Metaphors and Poetry are my wealth

I declare war with myself for breathing pain

But I was stabbed by my own swords of insanity and wistfulness

My heart starts bleeding poems,it will cease until my pen breathes without heaviness on the paper.

By Ganapathi Gayathri