Ask? ? ? Poem by Silkina Mankotia

Ask from the paths on which i cried
Ask from the moments when i almost died
Ask from the fears those are tough to hide
Ask from the dark walls, begging for some light
Ask from the leaves which have fallen and detached
Ask from the past that makes me sad
Ask from the burning heats and shadows
Ask from the days that were once sweet and mellow
Ask from the people who laughed and mocked
Ask from the roads where once i walked
Ask from the smiles that once shined on my face
Ask from the eyes which still look for your gaze
Ask what it feels like dying every moment, and how much it hurts
when someone breaks your heart and treats you like dirt......