The Deluge

Yes I cried today

I do that all the time

These tears refuse to dry up

They well up at their own will

Stop! I tell them, brushing away

With the back of my hand

Stop! I tell them

You help me lighten up and forget

I want to hold this angst deep in me

I want the heat to burn in my heart

And cleanse my body, my soul,

Like the holy yagna fire

Stop! I tell them

You drown my Self in the deluge

I don’t want to pity me again

I want to find my spine again

You drag me back, you weaken me

Like a wet rope around my ankles

Stop! I tell them

You hinder my journey

I want to rediscover my inner child

I want to laugh, run and shout again

But they still flow, these tears

Stop- they won’t till my eyes are red!