October

By Rashmeet Kaur

It feels like I am falling

Into a deep hole of nowhere

The seem less end of infinity

Darkness all around me

Hugs me like a nighty pillow

Even the grief in me is dead

Emotionless and still

I am tired of wining about it

With everyone to console

The dead piece of me everyday

I know I want him all over

I fell for what I shouldn’t have

But what was my fault anyway

Neither I choose to be what I am

Nor I am happy letting any of it go

Every piece of me shivers

The spine of my body crumbles

Piece by piece it shouts

Come back to me

The way it started in October.

By Rashmeet Kaur