Initial Months(The Confession) Poem by sarwesh tiwari

There is a truth
which is yet to be told
but i fear
whether you will leave me or hold?

A mysterious flow testing me
all day and night.
Is it all forcing me
to say what is right?

What good would it make
if the future is uncertain?
or shall i simply say
to remove inner curtain?

how bad i felt, when i realised
you were about to go
Do you know my tears did not stopped
for two and a half days so?

It is then i realised
how important my confession is,
for i will go mad with sleepless nights
better say and pray for bright.

I felt for the hope you gave
at important interval,
for i was in fragements and needed
someone to make me whole.

How long will it sustain?
a day of great pain
i dread,
but will have to face.