I want to know
What kind of father,
Cringes his face
Folds his fist
Takes the innocence
Of a mini version of his by force.
And shamelessly swims in sweet ecstasy.
Someone tell me
What kind of father,
Closes his ear to the innocent pleas
The tormented screams and kicks
Of the very person he is supposed to
Shelter under the shadows of his wings.
Doesn't it kill you ?
As you take me to
The place where darkness hides
And leave me there,
Alone and broken.
With my thoughts to crumble me.
Doesn't the mere fact
I am named after
Your mother turn you off?
Don't you feel like holding
Your hormones you
When I look at you
With a bleeding heart?
Where did blood is thicker than water go?
You are supposed to
Make me a star in my universe.
But you took away the only shooting star
In my sky so brutally,
Along with my fire.
Tell me now ,
How do I smile again?
I am now tired of labels,
I am not an introvert,
I am not silent,
I don't even come close to a snob.
I have been robbed my sanity,
I am broken,
I am depressed.
I am trying to find
my own sky again.
YOU ARE READING
I Will Find My Own Sky
PoetryA collection of poems 4th place in Kuru Family Awards. I discovered, They were normal, Way too normal. And there I was , Just a sad girl, Dying to unlearn being NORMAL.
