She too cries

She watches me with an innocent doe-eyed expression

I look into her face, the pockmarks and the pulsating wrinkles have their sad say

Her voluminous hair appeared to be balding all along

Eyes that yearn for sleep and dreams that long to be fulfilled

For she cries inside looking at the life I live.

She watches me walk inside

I take my comb and brush my hair

Take the mini Makeup kit and start setting myself

Look a hundredth time in the mirror

I find the lady still gaping at me with wondering eyes

Crying inside looking at the life I live.

She watches me laughing out loud with my friends

Talking about outings and parties

She looks at me with curiosity

Maybe the thought of “will I ever?” crosses her mind

She walks towards me to trash the used tissue that I had left near the sink

Crying inside looking at the life I live.

She still watches me while I cry out my problems with friends

Grumbling over petty issues and concerns

She now walks towards me with beaming eyes

Just to convey the message in a very timid tone

“God is grateful to all, be grateful to him”

She then walks inside to resume her toilet cleaning.

This time I realize that I was mistaken,

For…

She was crying inside looking at the thankless life I live.

Submitted by Dibya Maheswari

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