Ātmāchārītā
The first time I met you
You only cried,
I loved you, gave you the warmth you were
Looking for.
You grew up, in my lap, amongst my trees,
Below my clouds.
You loved me, gave me the warmth I was
Looking for with your broad smile.
We had the perfect bonding, you and me.
Or I thought so?
You really grew up, tagged a 'teen'.
Heard people with
Improperly built up brain,
Say a word or two
And you broke away from me
Didn't you?
My shelters are alone
The sky cries.
Do you despise me so much?
Am I now a burden to you now?
Or you think you are to me?
Like a snap of two fingers
Our bond broke.
You listened to others
Didn't bother about me.
Starting packing.
Ever wondered what will I do?
You are my hope, my future, my star.
You can't leave me alone
Please don't?
I promise no matter what everyone think
Throughout your life,
I will love you, give you the warmth you are Looking for.
~Disha Chakraborty
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PoetryWelcome to "FLOW". Flow is a poetry book that addresses dilemmas and predicaments posed by society to habitats of all ages. Some of these are written to give another perspective to an obstacle, and some of these are there to encourage and motivate t...
