*My Feelings*
My feelings flowed in tears,
The fake attire hidden behind fears.
Smiles laughter and moments
Now hurt me as dying instruments
But I accept it as fate
For every instant that I wait
Believe to find contentment
But everyday ends with resentment
Query is how and when
Will my suffering end
Spicules surround my life
Every second closes with a strife
Solitary distress grows like flowers
But not to fill life with fragrance
Abiding by agony that flows like blood,
Everyday life gets smashed in a thud.
*Ananya Anand*
https://shamimscorner.wordpress.com/2021/03/16/my-feelings/
Encouraging a student of mine.
