Ugly Love

By Tejashwini Madyal

I swim

In the depths of despair

Into the mourning sea flow & rushed into the ocean of morbid tranquility

At home with the nerves

What am I if I’m not one with angst

I scurry away from the feels of love, hope, heart and health

But the dark deep trenches of oblivion welcome me

Compelling, maddening, I would turn into Harley

But oh well, when was love never meant to be ugly?

By Tejashwini Madyal