By: Manjari Chaturvedi
There’s a person
Standing in front of me,
Who looks lost, ashen, broken
And all the other disappointing things there can be.
Standing there, as tall as a pole
And as strong as steel,
Giving the brightest smile
When asked, “How you feel?”
I look at the eyes and
See the pieces of a broken soul.
A soul that was once content,
A soul that was once whole.
I look at the lips that utter
The sweetest of things,
But tremble as the tears roll down the cheeks
‘Cuz of the memories that pull the heart’s strings.
I look at the frustration
Behind that smile.
I look at the tears
in those gleaming eyes.
Be honest, be strong!
Why are you crying, what’s wrong?
You seem sad, You seem so weak.
It was too late when I realized
That person was me.
Winner Creative Writing Contest at Mantra Cafe, Nainital, Manjari Chaturvedi a final year student of MBA (HR). Write under the pen name- ‘MayC’. An emotional writer turned into an occasional writer. Her works include poems (both Hindi and English), short stories, scripts for nukkad natak and other college level plays and currently She is working on a novel of fiction genre.
