Poetry Talk

Lies are easy to come by

people look you in the eye and lie and you won’t even realize it   

 We lie to people we love,we lie to strangers and sometimes we lie to ourselves

 Unknowingly we mastered the degree to lie, to live a life that is a mere fragment of your imagination 

It’s easy to hide the truth behind the curtains of deception 

It’s easy to hide your emotions rather than explaining to people about the struggle you go through everyday by the every second of that ticking clock

Often people declare you the victim or the sinner of the story you lived

No one cares about what really happened to you,

about the fact that you are constantly being drowned despit the efforts to swim

They are more interested to print you as the headlines in the evening gossips of society 

you become the topic of every whisper

It’s not the miracle of nature that I’m still breathing,

It’s my fight for the survival 

Fight from my demons so that i could see the light of the next day 

I move around the same circle of violence and pain,

experiencing the same paradox of space and time 

I am tired,

tired of hearing things,

tired of people suggesting me how to behave 

I keep running to find my home,to find a place where i feel belonged 

and I don’t know how to stop,

I don’t know if i could,

I dont know If i could let people see my true image, 

My heart aches to feel love,

to feel anything than this buzzing pain

a constant reminder that my heart is broken,

that i have been betrayed by the people i once loved

The fact that my heart still has a rythm is my hope ,

hope that I survive to see the better life i deserve 

I am scared that i might snap,

that I might loose my grip on my dreams, on my goals

I am scared to loose everything that took years for me to build

Scared that my name will be dragged in a mudpit of shamefulness 

The prophecy that I will make everything alright one day is my hope to wake up in the morning,

to keep fighting 

Tamreen Sultana  (@passage_of_love17)