She Poem by Richa Tiwari Joshi

She felt like an incomplete painting and her life, an incomplete song,
She dared, touch that hollow space in her heart and felt emptier every time he took her in his arms
She often closed her eyes and thought of that lost love, in the moist darkness of those nights
She pushed herself hard to love someone; she didn’t, and felt guilty every time she failed.
She smiled, laughed and hid her sad eyes, she’d put together the broken pieces to look alive
She often tries to fill the gaps by portraying love and paints a rosy picture as best as she can
She dreams of all that she could not have and strives again to live, the way she can
She often wonders why the desires are too many and why his love never stirs the soul
Why the longing to be one, is too heavy on her being
Why his being near, never fills her soul with the maddening sweetness of love
There are questions, but no answers, stale relationships are on bargain and many buyers standby,
Negotiation is on, yet the reasons to buy are different
The reason to be together is lost, yet the meaningless rhythm of time ticks away
She is yet to experience love and her life goes on…