Hate me if you want to,
Like me if you can,
Embryo me if you believe
I am the cause of all your pain.

When the sun erases its shine,
The night falls on me with a deadly spine.
I recall your love and accept it,
With pain within, but smiling with hopeful beat.

Your pain has no reasons,
But if you want to blame me for its cause,
Tear me apart and take out my heart—
Check if I am truly fake.

No demands from you,
No rejection from you,
I only want to see you,
And the smile within you.

If my presence is your torment,
And my absence might heal your soul,
Then let my sacrifice be your lament,
For I seek to make you whole.
© Shilpa Priya Dash