nisha g

Do you find yourself.
All alone in a crowd?
Sometimes even when there’s lits of laughter.
Among crowds, among friends,
Little gossips growing on wings
Or lovable little feasts,
In the calmness of noons
I find myself lost in a crowd
In the myself lost in a crowed;
With no laughter in me,
No gossips to share.
The little sparrows who come to eat grains,
Smile at me and fly off….
Mocking at my silence,
Laughing at me moody face.
They tell me like psychologists
“You are depressed. Wake up”!
I break my red glass bangles
Against the windows;
And love them falling helplessly on the floor.
Again I find on some afternoons-
                        -myself lost in a crowd.

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