written by: Madhoora Bhattacharya
Trapped I am in the vessel of another
That I cannot call my name
Trapped I am in this eternal imbroglio
And my spirit I cannot tame.
The cold blade kisses my cheeks
After a long day I go back to where I belong
The kohl laden eyes staring back at me
As I metamorphose into the vessel I long.
Be your own hero, they say
Save yourself, they say.
But my hero perishes in recluse
As Trepidation hinders our reunion
A tear trickles down my face
My ears ring with their empty words
Boys don’t cry, they say.
Be your own hero, they say.