State Of Mind Poem by Seema Aarella

As the day crawls back
Withdrawing its chagrin,
A thought hovers restlessly
Between two minds to speak up.

Splinters of promise tear in
And I bleed on the ground
Where the vows were broken,
Trampled, killed, entombed.

Hurt by the futile search
And awed by the din of unjust
Mute pleas hide behind tears
And a silence grows within.

Time swept the trace of fight
Pain persuades to bow out
But I stand probing the choice
Between renunciation and revenge.

Meanwhile, evening died quietly
Scandalous night hushed in
The struggle begins anyway
And I tighten the grip on my beacon.