What To Do? ? Poem by Pallavi Sarkar

A small ringing sound in my head,
Telling many things to hide,
Wanting many things to blow out.
What to do? What to do?

Time passes, the sound increases
Making me deaf, it continues
Should I digest it or should I vomit it?
What to do? What to do?

Looking for a decision I went,
There from here, somewhere from there,
I came home and sat in a corner.
What to do? What to do?

Without me realising, it came out,
In no other form than a thin stream of sorrow,
Which was waiting to mix with the sea of sadness.
Nothing more to do.