*...Drenched in sparkles...*

You give me pain,
I'll weave poetry.
You ignore me,
I'll sing a melody.
All these days, while I cried myself to sleep
you sat perfect on your couch
smiling to yourself how important you are to me,
failing to notice that
each day, with each spell of silence you gifted
I untied a knot that bound us.

As I walk this winter minus your thoughts
I'll let time tell you what you lost.
Now that I am free
I am all smiles
Drenched in sparkles, making merry
I can't wait to be with someone
who, unlike you, wants to be with me!

© 2011 Neha Choudhry