At 3 a.m.

Forlorn# daily prompt # season 4# attempt 69

At 3 a.m.
When the world is fast asleep
Lost in weaving dreams.

She sits with pen and coffee
Lost in defeating the battles of reality
Realising she is fighting at once
At so many different fronts

Face of old parents never fade for once
Their forlorn expressions
That they try to hide
Under their fake smiles and wrinkled eyes
That cry too much these days
They have lost their only son
At such a young age
Their hearts bleed on the fact that they are still alive
Their sorrow and pain stabbed her heart
When she visited them last time

Her own private battles along with emotional pain
Sometimes make her go weak
Life was never easy but this is the phase
That is tearing her in many ways
She can hear her loneliness cry
But she doesn’t let it reach her ears

All she wants at such times
Is someone who could understand her
Without criticism
Yes she is strong but her strength is demanding
A very high price

Acceptance, why it is that difficult?
From the ones
Whom she wants to be with her
To give her unconditional love
“Just stay with me
Without putting conditions”
Her soul cry

She craves to hear these few words-
“I am with you, no matter what
Be at ease and smile please”

Anyway life that is left
Is journey of just few chapters
Just like her brother
She too will find freedom
From all pain
Till then
She will accompany herself
At every 3 a.m.
Away from dream world
With her pen and open eyes
She will fight…


Copyright (c) 2018 Meenakshi Sethi,  Wings Of Poetry 

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16 thoughts on “At 3 a.m.

  1. Meenakshi, the pain can tear and destroy the soul and sleepless night rips one apart. I can try to feel your pain and your mother. It’s never easy for the soul is present. It’s happening a lot with me and though my pain is not similar the depression that keeps occurring.

    Wish you and your family all the strength to conquer.

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    1. The intense pain transform into depression Vishal. I have seen my brother sinking into depression. Though I’m strong enough to not let myself slip in this phase.

      Please don’t allow this to overpower you. Though I know you can never surrender in front of it.

      Thank you for understanding pain of my parents. It kills to see family like this. And moreover there is no hope that we can give them. We could just pray for peace.

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      1. Thanks so much M for your words and will stand tall for depression not to over power me. I know how tough it gets under the preent situation and when there is no hope, perhaps I shall say take your time to grieve, My best wishes always.

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    1. Yes that’s where I find myself at solace. I love being at this blog. Where I’m not being judged and actually have no one from the real but scary world of mine. This is a home away from home. My rescue house. ☺

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