Just one thing

After pushing your dreams

in the darkest of phases,

and snatching your faith

from the closest of people;

After affronting your emotions

with the bitterest of expressions,

and scribbling their names

in the worst of your memories-

they walk away; Thank God, they do!

Yet broken till inside, you stare out.

 

Just one thing they’ve given to you,

and that’s what shall really matter-

That self-sufficiency, that beauty of solitude,

That old dusty fact that you are enough.

 

Just that one good thing, over terrific hundreds,

Just that one mere drop, over whole eruption-

I wonder, how magically, it dominates.

 

(06.02.2017)

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