I know I am stuck, unable to move on
Singing the haunting melody of the Orpheus song,
Yet my love for her has not yet opened the gates of the underworld,
No hearts have moved, no eternal souls have swirled.

I know I am drowning, any moment I can sink,
I can’t do much as grief flows in me like cursed ink,
And I could write tales after tales of sorrow and dread,
But that could never bring her back from the dead.

There are  dark voices in my head screaming out loud
,Compelling me to do things, of which I am not proud,
Yet those thoughts are neither mine nor hers,
They are the children of trauma I  suffered.

These gloomy tears of the monsoon and the sombre cold air,
Raise the buried  corpses of my worst fears,
What if I never get a chance to see her again
What if ,for the entirety, I will have to shed tears of pain

Dedicated to my sweetest dearest loveliest mommy. My everything!