Alone

By Pragadish Kirubakaran

Left alone in a place so strange

These mocking faces,

They laugh away in quiet astray

I grasped your hand

And held it gently against mine,

Until we find our new start

I promised I'll neither fall nor depart.

And as I speak

Your hands grip my heart,

Those slender fingers

So cold and dead

Begins to tear it apart;

Piece by piece,

I learn,

There is no possible start.

Lost and alone,

In a world so unknown

These strange mocking faces

Remind me I'm already home.

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