Void Wails

 

Void Wails

Be it for a moment

From the blink of an eye to the pits of a lie

Be it for the longest

The longest you would hold on to the dearest of times,

The longest you would refuse to let go of ties,

Into the drowning deep, when your heart skips a beat.

What wrenches when you try to let go?

What falls apart at your fragments by the sea?

Is there a soul to let your ashes breathe -

The soul to decipher your scars and scream?

Now the rose only pricks, devoid of thorns,

And the void wails at the burning red, 

The red strewn with fervor, the red tainted with trial.

Be it for a moment

Let your throbs roar, let a soul engulf yours –

Unwind every knot, liberate every breath.

Walk ahead, tracing the trail of your blood -

Of your wars, of your love.

Riddhi Chakraborty