Words of Love

Truth be told,

I have written my life in verse,

my dreams in realms of poetry.

But there are no takers.

I only write to rid myself of

my plight.

My soul is up for sale

in a marketplace. Is

selling your body worse

than selling a soul?

Baring my heart, I write

sometimes diaphanous

words of seductive love,

sometimes lines in pain.

There are no takers.

There is no one to see the

Sun, the moon, the stars in

a broken universe. For there

is no one who will befriend

my broken words, my

outpourings of love or

sorrow.

I will go with my poetry

to my grave. My soul is broken.

Mitali Chakravarty is the founder of Borderless Journal, which has recently brought out its first anthology called, Monalisa No Longer Smiles: Writings from across the World.