Fighting the Loneliness… The Tears (A Widow)

a poem by Adurthi Sushana

Every Body says…
“Don’t Cry!”
So I should not cry!
I am young, but my body, it feels
It feels like I am ready to die!

Your eyes, I miss you,
Your lips, I need you,
Your touch, I want you,
Why haven’t you spoken,
called or said goodbye?

I was said to be a flower
But now my core is bleeding
And my body decomposing.

It is said ‘time heals all’
Then why do I feel, like an illusion
Present, but not here.

I can stand no more agony or pain
I will have to say goodbye
Or be my own shadow
Forever I love you…