Two pain stricken poems of budding poetess sweta sinha,

Sweta sinha

THE SHATTERED ME THE TATTERED ME

oh! there, I am- the shattered me the tattered me shaked with strain breaked with pain ah! I forgot I was with you again 

Oh! there , I am - the shattered me the tattered me shoved with your words curved with your scale ah! again I forgot you were there badly on me

oh!there there, I am - the shattered me the tattered me I meant to be boxless I was approached to be harmless ah! I forgot I was with you again ruthless

oh! there there, I am - the shattered me the tattered me I was claimed to be loved to be cherished like a cub alash! I forgot I was with you my love

oh there I am the shattered me the tattered me you named me a prodigy and caged me as a missionary ah ! I forgot I was with you my sensory

oh there I am the shattered me the tattered me overloaded with stress and still emotionless yes! with you again merciless 

 

THAT WHO IS YOU

when I am low you are the one to know when I am high your spirits says it right when it's about conspiracy you are one to combine when it's about envisage you are one to adore when it's about scrutiny you are one to do on when it's about defecation you are one not to connect for and at last when it comes to me for you then you are only one to pursue

 

Sweta sinha-by Sweta Sinha , who is at present pursued her graduation from central university of jharkhand and is seeing forward to do her masters