Wrote these lines long ago. Today they showed up in one of the documents. So thought of sharing it with you all.
Noxious relationships choked her.
Rustling archives of her thoughts.
Scraping entombed memories.
A spate of harsh, cruel words.
Imprisoned in the citadel of her heart.
Floods of lachrymal water soak the blank paper
with whorls of pulsating pain.
Feelings cloistered till today,
Savor the liberty after a long battle of holding on.
Rejoicing the respite and relief,
Mostly from burdened false expectations!
Kalyani S Kakade