Confessions from a neglected soul inside a casket


I lie inside, shoulders sore and no space to move,
Thinking of those decades, when I demanded for space,
I had the whole world for myself, yet wanted more,
She yielded, giving me space and made sure not to disturb.

I lie inside, my back crammed, insects climbed taking a bite,
My thoughts wandered, recalling the days 
When she showered her love, unconditional and lived for me...
I accepted the love and gave her some but only when I thought I had the time.

I lie inside with no mobile phones, no laptops, no gadgets,
Thought of the days, when I lived on them and neglected my life,
She waited, she cursed, she fought, yet she stayed,
Praying for a dawn, when I would spend some time with her.

I lie inside my fingers half chewed, thinking of long hours spent on work,
While she waited, for a message from me or a phone call,
It was all me, " I don't want to, I don't like, Don't push me, Give me some time",
Realised but late, we have to make time and it won't wait for us after all.

- Confessions from a neglected soul inside a casket



viji suresh

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