Dormant

by Kingshuk Chakraborty

Whenever I come across

One’s pleasure or pain,

Deep inside my heart

I feel a ripple

And then many more.

They become waves,

Rising and swelling,

Lashing on the walls,

Rushing through my veins

All over my body, my skin

I feel choked,

Tears overflow in streams,

Run down, flooding my face.

I feel as if my entire body

Has become a heart.

And so much of pain

Which I carry within

Remains silent, dried, settled.

Wonder, how I learned

To live with it

Unmoved!

Untouched!

Unstirred!

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