No one asked me
how it felt
to see our dreams
get scratched out from sight
I heard voices
who tried to scare my vision
but they could not feel
the depth of my version
I was left with
Just heart felt screams
restricted from scenario
of sunlight beams
Desires burnt alive
tathering my breath from soul
holding back with invisible rope
from reaching my goal
Fainting hopes wrapped me
with its fragrance tearing my love
as my lust for my rhymes died
I had to reap the dreams I saw
-Neeraja
