New story of my life
I have become
A person with baleful words
For my loved ones
I always feel crestfallen
And empty handed
Whenever I say anything to them
I regret my words
Those harsh words,
I use
They must be feeling very bad
Their heart must have broken
I know that very well
I guess,
I should understand their
Scenario of life
The way, they want
I should use my words
More vigilantly
It must be really
A very bad moment for them
A grief-stricken time for them
I wish I could understand them
And they could understand me
I know,
Whatever they say
They say it for my comfort
Because, they are not aware of
Anything, going inside me
I wish,
I could take my words back
I wish.....and I really do
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