By Saumya Sinha
The floor was shaking and so was my head
I saw you walking on a rope thinner than a thread
You were acting strong and like it didn’t even matter
Like all your dreams didn’t just shatter
Like this was the road all along
Like this is exactly where you belonged
But you know that I can see the truth
It’s no doubt that a rope of needles has no ruth
You look soo tough and flourishing behind your mask
No one sees the fragile, failed bud dying with every footfall
I am standing right below and I am here to save you
But whenever you try to escape the rope starts to chew
Your tears fall but it’s invisible to everyone
Everything you ever said has been forgotten
You give me a faint smile as you whisper under your breath
How can it all be alright when you are on your march to death.
By Saumya Sinha
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