My Dark World | Palak Mahajan

Look at my FEET,

Spurting blood, Cut by the thorns, no one can treat.

Glance at my KNEES,

Beleaguered with endless stone pelting; they look like a disease.

Behold my HAND(S),

Tied in the shackles of ignominy; anything and everything, they fail to withstand.

Peer into my SHOULDER(S),

Burdened with the baggage of regret; carrying this massive heaviness has made them eons older.

Feel my HEART,

Fraught with unfathomable pain, from him – estranged happiness lives oceans apart.

Stare into my EYES,

Embraced by these shadows*; they will recite about the sleep they missed engulfed by silent cries.

Listen to my BRAIN,

Numb with sheer hopelessness; he has no desire to live again.

Imagine my SOUL,

Every inch of her is burning with remorse; night after day – she is sinking into a black hole.

Wander into my FOREST,

So dense, those possibilities are hard to FIND,

Gaze at my SKY,

So dreary and bleak; this enormous darkness can make you BLIND.

Note: Each body part has been personified; hence I have used he/she/they/them for description.

- Shadows = Dark Circles