I m Neha..
My Existence
Striking winds that chill the bone
only emphasizes my alone
giving form to an emptiness
and shows the hollowness
my heart taunts the pain
while my spirit takes it in
feels like i've lost it all
just waiting for a win
too cold to care
but too stubborn to die
all that's left now is my pulse
to prove i'm still alive
I stand at a cross roads
lost in the seas of time
Lord I lost track, who's move
yours or mine?
---Neha Upadhyaya