Silent Plea

You are ugly.

One sentence.
That was enough to bring down her self-esteem.

She stares at the floor,
Not wanting to meet anyone’s eyes,
Because of the fear to hear that dreadful sentence again.

She felt like hiding everyday.
Felt like creating a world that only her existed.
A world where she was the only pretty one.
A world where everyone would love her.
A world where there would be no harsh words.
A world where she can live freely.

She wanted to shout to the world.
Love me not by who I am not,
But who am I.
Love me not by my outer looks,
But my inner self.
Love me not by my weakness,
But by my strengths.
I just want to be loved as well,
Is that too hard?
Is that too much to ask?

Feelings

Anger.
Amazed.
Bitter.
Concerned.
Envy.
Empathy.
Excited.
Fear.
Frustrated.
Grief.
Happy.
Inspired.
Love.
Lost.
Pain.
Sad.
Sympathy.
Thrilled.
Touched.

Can these feelings travel through time and space?
Will these feelings of someone reach to you someday?
What will you do with these feelings if they reach you?

She thought about it and replied,
I will treasure them well.
So that,These feelings of someone will continue to live on in my heart.

Heartbroken

As he walked down that lonely path,
Feeling as gloomy as ever,
Despite the kaleidoscopic scenery behind him.

His days were so colourful and bright when he first met her.
He tried and tried,
But never to be succeeded.
She never belonged to him.
She always belonged to someone else.

Time passes,
His life became black and white,
For the colours of his life left him slowly.

As he came to a stop in that path,
He thought of her.
Her eyes,
Her smile,
Her poise,
Her everything.

Only memories of her belonged to him.
The thought of that,
Makes him,
As heartbroken as a million pieces of shattered glass that can never be mend.