Holding On...

(A Love-Poem)


Hidden from the world.
Prisoners of my mind:
felonious labyrinthine desires,
imprisoning me.


How will I know
who lit the fire?
Bandit love-torn heart,
were you the one who craved?
Burn with me now!
As I burn with my realities…


Beaming at the outside world,
waving out to all – 
though I am lost.
I still keep going.


Donning badges of sacred pledges,
wearing veins of sturdy truth.
Look at me!
Bit by bit, strangely:
I am still intact –
Looking beyond afar, afar.


Hearing into secrets,
watching myself gaze at:
Spaces carrying, no solutions –
standing emptily!




Geeta Chhabra

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