Things we mostly love
Else just empty life
And I thought I could not live through the pain
of losing first the people,
better to death i said once in rage;
losing people and then the things
that reminded me of those gone,
that was bound to hurt,and a lot.
what would have held my tears better
But the void i feared did not hurt,
memories flooded it like warm blood,
pain was numbing , tears all dry,
words were lost and so was a part of me.
lost things never hurt more than people
there was no desperate attempts
to restore any of that , any time
the things i mean, not relations
as if you alone could make them work
the emptiness hardened the heart
more than the people who stepped over it..
This was a response to Tuesday Tryout : Poem on things meaningful to you . Last month my laptop got formatted by mistake and I lost all my poetry , music , movies , pictures and what all .. And that emptiness still lives in my heart but strangely , it did not hurt any day , I never thought about it until i read the prompt.
Also submitted to dVrse Poets pub