I hear voices.
They constantly occupy my mind.
They fight, one trying to assert his voice over other.
A fight which knows no end,
A fight unheard yet disturbing.
They don't let me be at ease
I crack blatant lies to cover these voices.
I hush them, for I fear the world would not acknowledge them
Their subdued, meek echoes linger afresh,
"Oh, hear us out", they try saying.
I give them a loud banging, enough to drown their gibberish.
I try to make them listen to what I have to say
Their adamant selves find it difficult to comply.
Yet, they somehow seem subdued,
For, they disappear at moments.
I tell them with great compassion,
Voices, please stay by.
But, let me be my own voice first.
And they suddenly cry in unison.
Their task accomplished, they bid me goodbye.
A silence, a pin drop silence
Keeps vibrating.
But, whenever my mind is in chaos, they remember what I had wished for.
They come back to me, and together we form a voice.
"My love is enough for both of us", she often felt those words ring in her heart. She finally had understood that life wouldn't always follow her designs. That people are meant to leave but their memories won't. She often had wondered how someone could love her to such an extent when that person had always known that she wouldn't reciprocate those feelings. How could a person stand by her when she always acted as a fleeting shadow. She never had given hope for she knew the pain of dejection but he kept hoping like a hopeless vagabond. How she wished that he would some day hate her enough to let go. She devised ways to free him from this web, she acted cold, turned indifferent, did everything he detested and she finally saw some changes. It was a relief, he finally seemed to take hold of his life. She could see him grow responsible. He finally it seemed was learning to love himself. Phone calls died, meetings subsided, they become known strangers. All this while ...
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