“What I write
why I write
for what I write,
have to read
between the lines,” said the note book.
“Are you guilty
of what you did
why you feel,
have to understand
the reasons behind,” said the pen.
“Why you did choose
what you chose
was it worthy enough
to be all fine,
have to believe
the conscious of yours,” said the insecure.
“Yes, I was guilty
for few months
why and how
were just the disturbances,
have to be practical
in the melodrama,” said the pain.
“No, I was not guilty
of what I did
why I am here,
to be real or unreal
in the reality of life,” said the culprit.
“Have to go through
rough surface to enjoy
the smooth drive,
apologise to friends
thank the bygone,” said the humanity.
Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar
PHOTO BY PEXELS
