DROUGHT #poetry

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You have alot of pain,

You dont know how to channel it ,

How to workout the math thats so complicated,

You dont know what to do,

You simply stay still,

You are restless internally,

But you cannot show it out,

Your eyes are dry,

Its like a drought hit you,

No moist,

No tear drop,

Nothing that makes you look sad,

You are frustrated,

Because you feel very helpless,

You are so tired internally,

But you look well externally,

Well but without a smile,

Periods has skipped you,

Its not that you dont want to bleed,

Even in anxiety,

And insomnia,

You want to badly bleed,

Cause you want to be healthy,

But the god of fertility have left you in drought,

Not even a smudge of red on your panties,

You feel so barren inside-out,

Like a flower turned into a stone,

You think your job will cover all worries,

But alot more comes up,

You cant help anybody how much ever you give.

You cannot dream further than now,

You cannot giggle with the thought of your impending marriage,

Cause you dont know when it will happen,

You are on your own,

You are left with no options,

You didnt know life would get this hard,

When you passed out of college,

All flying colours suddenly turned grey,

Its like the summer has ended on you,

And the rains started,

And slowly turned into flood.

You feel every raindrop heavy on you,

Like bullets hitting your soul,

Its hurting you,

But still not a single tear drop from your eyes,

And not a drop of blood on your panties that make you the woman you think you are.

Something is terribly wrong,

When the other womens mehandi's have faded,

The giggles have been ended,

The honeymoon phase has turned into regular days,

You still wait for the fertility god to show mercy,

Alot of pressure of the outside world has caused a distress to the internal world,

Has it formed a cyst of unflown blood?

Has it been so stubborn to come out?

How do I know?

I carry a universe inside me,

But I am so caught up in the universe outside me!