Shadows Trapped

Like the empty wall after you removed a years-old portrait
And suddenly the dust and spider-web, or even an infant spider for that matter
Suddenly piercing your heart...
Like winter evenings
Slowly spreading intolerable silence
Worse than all the cold and darkness -
'Cause, now nothing can hush the inner you...

by Nibedita Deb

Comments (1)

Picture drawn well of the feeling.