Wednesday, February 13, 2013

wet woes

The blood is not thicker than tears,

Tears that refuse to flow

Confused and desperate

Not finding a release

Not able to contain the saltiness

Not finding a shoulder

Not finding enough paper

To scribble on the wet woes

Not finding a soul

No hand on hands

No love , no blessings to count on

No comfort to hang on to

Looking for an opportunity to flow

But not able to let go

Feeling breathless, clueless

But knowing all the while

Blood is not thicker than the tears

The sad , lonely tears…..


  1. heart wrenching poem Rekha.
    hugs to you. actually a long big hug to you friend.

  2. And after all that we pick ourselves up and move on....thank goodness we are strong that way:-).