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’

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