Author: Reena Saxena

I am an unwelcome intruder in my own citadel
my diligently built fortress run over by night crawlers
a glare, a scowl, a stare
I slink back sheepishly to nowhere!

Bent busily over their machines, they go about their operations
making me feel utterly useless and unwanted as they finish their assignments
the day time squatters of my prime property
banish me from my own domain with alacrity!

No laundry, no dishes, no talking or sleeping
mute and invisible, hands on for trouble shooting
I am their safety valve but the roiling in my inner
like the pressure cooker on constant simmer!

My feelings crest and crash regularly
delight on a vacation, sleep is of late a foe
restlessness and angst come and go
I laugh, live and love despite the gnawing hollow!

The dark night of my soul has never been darker than now
there seems no heuristic approach

I woke up in 2021

mankind still struggles with the past

courage applauded

Reena’s Exploration Challenge#167

I woke up in 2021 ….

-Eugenia

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है मर्ज़ वही पुराना दवा क्या है
नए साल में आखिर नया क्या है

रखता है परहेज़ वो अब भी मिलने से
शायद नहीं जानता वो दया क्या है

क्या पढ़ेगा वो जो हमने लिखा नहीं
जो पूछता है हमसे बयां क्या है

सूख चुके हों जिन आँखों के आँसूं
वो झुकें भी तो उनकी हया क्या है

करके दिल्लगी हमसे पूछते हो अमित
इस खेल में तुम्हारा गया क्या है

In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 167