Imprisoned.

All by herself.

She stood holding those bars!

And glared into the emptiness.

Someone had secretly spilt-

Silence in the ether!

Clad in melancholy, 

Appeared that dusk!

As the failed rendezvous,

Stitching the memories-

Over the sky!

The Sun descended with a promise!

These promises twinkled every night.

Bestrewn with the bygones-

They say, they are the ones who left.

She hushed.

It’s cold in here. 

She painted that smile over the dolour!

Her hands blue and frozen.

Covered with the rust-

Dark and bitter-

The cage felt heavy!

Her thoughts limned over the floor!

The perfidious wind!

Disguised as kindness!

Blew over them!

Asunder, over the darkness-

Flew the words…

She let them go!

The lucent hope-

Amidst the dark sky!

Howled a distant wolf!

This repeats!

In the prison of the past.

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

Paintings: Kaleidoscope by Isabel Emrich 

Author's Note

For those who are still caught in the past!