Who Are We?

By Gautami Vyas

How could you just walk by,

Even after seeing me cry.

Do we share a real bond? It's questionable,

Day by day, it's becoming feeble.

Where is the care and love people always talk about?

For all you ever did was planting of doubts.

My red eyes have thousands of complaints of you,

Because you never fail to make me go into the blue.

My dark circles are the result of your burden,

I have never been enough, despite crossing every hurdle.

My pumping machine is becoming weak, fortunately,

However, when I will no longer be there, the only thing you would say is "unfortunately...".

By Gautami Vyas