Tears do not visit me too often and your words sound alien
to me;
I echo these words of hope, faith and I sit frozen as I fail
to feel.
I have a déjà vu of your present being as I travel back in
time;
And I wish no more to flip the pages backwards.
Night once approached to evade my sleep;
Today I close my eyes to avoid life.
I am not scared of harmless combination of alphabets;
I am averse to the physical touch of care.
This discomfort of love will someday break me to pieces;
And a part of me would then settle in garbage of loneliness.
Do not “No! No!” me with your beliefs
Because a part of me resides in you too.
Your “knock” on the heart escapes my beats;
Because I am a self-endorsed patient of selective amnesia.
I stay mostly away from humans who feel emotions strongly;
That is one of the reasons I betrayed my own being too...
