Stillness

And for the first time,

This stillness of night

Feels heavy on my heart.

Tonight,

It seems as if

The blackness itself is

Showcasing me of

My miseries in my life.

-SHREYA

Lamentation

I don’t cry for any lost love 

I don’t cry for failure 

I don’t cry for any tormented loss 

I don’t cry for luxury 

I cry for myself 

I cry for my own being 

I cry for my presence, my existence 

But Who Would Love A Depressed Girl?

Ignoring all the faults,
All the problems.
Forgetting all the happenstances,
All the bad phases.
I would just ask,
Who would love a depressed girl?