Tainted Love

By Shruthi Kodanchery

A word to say, a thousand to think,

Blurry eyes say none.

Feet that once swept away,

now curl up, refusing to sway.

Tears,

that once carried emotions of love,

now roll in regression.

A mind so numb to think,

a heart so heavy to feel.

A dream yesterday,

feels a reality done cherishing.

Best or worst,

as we make it.

Now remains a choice—

either to stay or leave.

By Shruthi Kodanchery