Weakened

Weak, Disgusted, Damaged,
so damaged,
so weak that moving or walking seems like a wearisome task
The heart vaults a substantial amount of pain,
It takes over your entire being, obstructs your senses,
You stay sprawled out on the bed, hair tousled, those detached eyes staring straight at the carnelian painted ceiling,

Wearing the unwashed petticoat for days,
The saree you used on Saturday, strewn on the floor,
Like your tousled hair, the mind and heart follows,
Your Iphone starts buzzing as your favourite ring tone comes on - So this is love’ by Sneha,
You take a glance and a see a familiar name popping up on the screen,