Love, Nature, poetry

A Mad Woman

I linger a limping shadow in your after-glow

and spend  moonless nights, sore and

bleeding trying to make sense of your

departure in the darker ages of

my youth. 


The wounds you left are still ripe feasted 

with pale maggots oozing their heads out

Oh! How I have wandered like a madwoman

in sinister woods screaming and 

scratching the barks seeking you inside

and outside.


In the shadier cooler corners of the  wild

forests searching for some ruffles behind

the withered leaves, looking for faint ripples

in the slimy ponds. 


Oh! How I’ve tried to make sense of liaisons 

and laughed and laughed,  in a vain

tried to extract out the bloody ticks out of

my green wounds while the hungry 

scavengers looked on.


I measured my days with number of pests

my bruises had, eaten up from inside

a dainty hollow figure, I just swayed like

a scare-crow all these years .


Oh! How you stabbed me several times on the 

back, but I was so busy pouring in your warm

embraces, the ones I never had, the only

wet  kisses I never got .


May be it’s a mystery why you left, but the

gashes you gave, the slashes you made, the

lacerations will stay forever , and I 

a madwoman will wander in the

sinister forests screaming and






31 thoughts on “A Mad Woman”

    1. Thanks a lot Sakshi for reading out and leaving your valuable comments. Truly appreciate it, hope you are doing fine!

      1. It’s my pleasure Tanya…yeah all is well . With festivities on the head it’s getting hectic writing and reading has taken a back seat.

  1. There’s pain involved when we become mad women. But it’s what harbours invaluable charms. I think there’s beauty in madness, poetry in melancholy. Normalcy is just a word without depth, madness is an island only few can endure.

    Beautiful and thought-provoking read, You’re an impeccable poet! ❤

    1. Nameera you framed it very well, there is indeed beauty in madness and poetry in melancholy. I seek refuge in madness when on the edge of dreary normalcy. Thanks a lot for reading and leaving valuable comments, you are a kind soul. Blessings!

      1. No problem Tanya!
        Heartfelt poetry always makes it difficult for me to trap my flowing thoughts. It’s not merely my kindness, it’s the magic behind your words! ❤

    1. spot-on Shantanu, that’s exactly what I wanted to express, the lingering pain of unexpected departure. Thanks a lot for your read. Have a great day!

    1. Thank a lot Vidur for stopping by and leaving your valuable comments, an abrupt departure is the worst thing that can happen,,,is it not? Although the years pass but the wounds remain!

      1. Oh yes. Some wounds are beyond the depths of healing…and I guess it is best to accept their presence than to keep waiting for their absence.

  2. In-depth thoughts of the pain that oozes through the very veins of life and leaving scars behind. Sometimes a loss is overwhelming, as you stated so well. 🙂

    1. Yes sudden departures are always shattering even when years pass, the wounds remain. You framed it very well pain that oozes through veins of life. Thanks for reading Ron, totally appreciate it.

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