Sirens blaring,
“You're not daring.”
And now I am at war,
With my self sabotaging thoughts.
Sirens blaring,
While you were all glaring.
And now I'm guilt-stricken,
As I breathed down the poisonous smoke.
Sirens blaring,
My fault for sharing,
And now I am at a crossroad,
Wondering which way to go.
Sirens blaring,
Unable to get my bearings.
And now I am in a screaming fit,
Throwing blame on my quiet furniture.
Sirens blaring,
Your nostrils flaring.
And now I am folding,
I wish I could have been more resilient.
Sirens blaring,
But all I am hearing,
“Don't speak because nobody is listening to you.”
So I took out my pen and paper to pour my heart out.
Sirens blaring,
You left me staring.
And now I am stuck with my feelings stored down,
Only this time it is in writing.
Written on: 14th May, 2024
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Luminous Stars
PoetryThe third set of poems that I started writing in 2023. And am continuing to write more this year in 2024!
