Where Is She? A Poem.

When I think Of Her? Many emotions swell in me. One after another. Sometimes Anger, Otherwise, deep longing. Sometimes, I cry, Otherwise I feel empty. Sometimes Life looks useless, Otherwise, some hope returns. Sometimes, I hate her, and sometimes I hate myself. I know that she was cruel. I know that she was treacherous. I know that she was inhuman. I know that she killed my spirit. I know all this. Still a deep longing remains. That is a mystery. And I die every moment, with no answers. Where is she, who killed me, so mercilessly? Will she ever get peace? With all her lies, she can fool the world. Can she fool the God? And herself?