Where do I belong?

Do I belong

In your arms

or

In the solace of my being?

Hard to answer

Easy at first may seem,

Outside the window

The trees stand naked

I wonder if they knew

The greens gonna betray them?

Life's a jungle

Dense, dark and cold

You don't stand unique

For life to rain dark clouds on

I wonder every now & then

I ask a valid question?

Harsh to predict

How innocuous that may look,

In the lines of her hand

She scratches a name

I wonder if she knew

The henna colors-on or the future bleeds?

Where do I belong?

Immaterial, trivial senseless-

A question it may seem

Itched in the numerous moments

Your name & my being

Aren't they one?

Endless trials to find

The answer

Yet standing empty-handed

With a heart hollow of love

I decide to take matters

In my custody and I leave with a note-

"I quit!"

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This poem was originally published in my article on Women's Web, 'When a Note Ends a Marriage', which can be read here- http://www.womensweb.in/2014/05/end-a-marriage/