Melancholia
I shut myself!
Away from everyone
As the silence tried to soothe me down.
“One… two…three…”, I pant
Struggling to breathe
As I embrace the darkness around me.
The sweating palms, erratic heart
Shivers ran down the spine
As those voices re-echoed in my brain
Don’t leash me with fringes
Allow me to fly without hitches
Let me have my briar patch.
Nandana Arun
XII-‘A’
