Poetry

'Why am I so sad? '
Those words are subtly said.
They leave my lungs in their breath, 
Crying while they carry themselves
Through darkness—a desert defining
Hopelessness. Alone now, not a legend.

No husbands for them, 
They drown in the ocean
Of loud waters and quiet deaths, 
Their condition reflects my life.
I refract this such damaging truth.
For shame, they die in vain. Sad I remain.