The Glass Bangle

Being a Woman


The solitary road

to nowhere.

Littered with the debris

of a broken heart.

A tear soaked blurred letter

The memory of a touch

Tinged with the bitter taste

of betrayal.

A sudden burst

of longing

cuts through the

anguish and tears.

But the weary heart

turns away from

the inevitable



4 comments on “Despair

  1. Blasphemous Aesthete
    September 25, 2013

    Once bitten twice shy!
    Nice read.

    Blasphemous Aesthete


  2. Abhra Pal
    September 24, 2013

    Beautiful choice of words.


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