Enough
Words withheld wound viciously
Hurt to the core
One’s self-worth...sense of justice.
Worded, they stab slowly. Surely.
Fester in Heart
Embed in Memory
Inject pain intense. Ceaseless.
Rend relationships …. irrevocably.
Rejected…devastated…unable to fight-
This Avalanche of Ache-
We stand stunned…stunted by sorrow
Hole in Heart…bleeding rage…agony.
What irony……!
We are actually powerful Citadels
Complete in ourselves.
Nothing can ever touch us unless-
We let it pierce us.
Instead, we pine for a pittance of affection…appreciation…
Whine for a little love
And diminish our own self- respect.
Enough of this Self- destruction.
Enough of All Beggary.
High time we sincerely strive -
To uncover our own Strength and Beauty …
Buried deep within us which longs-
We Discover it. Own it. Love it.
And when we do… We find awed-
What a Treasure We Are.
And for Everything – Infinitely Enough.
…………………………..
Kanchan Aneja
