Sowmya Hiremat

I get tired of goodbyes 
Easily these days for I
Have grown weary, weathered
By winds of loss

My heart wants to curl up
Into a foetus in the womb
When I witness a parting 
Be it that of a leaf in autumn

I know death is necessary
And inevitable but a leaf
Falling in autumn is different
From a tree being set on fire

Parting is always cruel
It leaves the human heart
Ripped from the chest, this
Blood staining all life left behind 

And when one burdens this
Gore, with the ugliness of
Greed, power and hate 
It leaves me numb & tired

For how can one comprehend
Let alone accept or acknowledge 
This absence of humanity 
The very essence of our being.

I resort to silence 
In such states
For I will sink deep
Into the pit of rage

If I open my mouth
To speak. For the 
Air I breath will fan
Flames of the dark

Light is needed now
Kindness is needed now
Softness is needed now
So I will sit silent n still.

And wait for the turning 
Of the wheels of time
For it’s beyond my doing now
And all is in his hands.