UNDERSTAND ME
When I see myself in the mirror
I stare at it for long
I wish I have no
Feeling at all
Feeling feasting on the substance
Of my mind
Am I an alien ?
Of it’s own kind ?
Dark clouds of dusk
Emerges to choak
Reminds those wounds
Left behind
Person looking at me
From the mirror
Paralyse me with
The sense of horror
I try to hide those feelings
That are deadly yet beautiful
Who only feel for me
Can make this feeling meaningful
Feeling are demons
that I kept inside
I don’t know why
I prefer it to hide
Feelings are butterflies
In my stomach
Life is swinging
In a hammock
In the crowed
I am always alone
My feelings are bottled up
In my soul.
©️ Soma Bhowmik
