If Only

I’m writhing in pain, excruciating
Bit by bit, ‘tis killing me from within,
Feebly, I weep and plea for reprieve
Hoping you’ll realize and not deprive,
All I want is to live a fair life
Sans the torment, sans any strife;

~ If only you could feel my pain

Suffocated I am by the fumes you set free
I wonder if you’ve plans to slowly kill me,
In your quest for progress, you ignore 
And tar our symbiotic bond, furthermore,
Some days, I revolt by inviting the tempest
But it hardly takes the weight off my chest;

~ If only you could hear my cries

So each time you scathe a part of me
I indulge myself on a restoration spree,
With the help of rain, I repair and regain
Knowing that you’ll torture me, again,
Despite all your unfair deeds, I stand loyal
For, if I cease to function, it’ll destroy all.
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Moumita Dutta

Moumita, is a service sector professional and a Glossophile who dedicates her leisure time in learning foreign languages. She writes to learn, to convey and to hear her own thoughts speak. For her, a blank page is both a mirror and a stage. She says, “Writing is my favourite expression. It’s my way to capture my wandering thoughts that help me write some sweet nothings.I keep the known alive and give life to the unknown, through my writings.”

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