Only She Knows

Does Alice,

Whose nerves are of steel

And will is of iron,

Does she ever look up

And see the ever-eclipsed sun?

Does she ever

Unwittingly wander

And find herself in circles?

Or meander

As long as she can,

Turning the destination

Desperate for her?

Does Alice ever feel

Like letting her

Guard down?

Like climbing vines

These queries take over me

And I long for you

To return

And uproot them

And whisper,

"It shall pass."

 - By Ritvij. 13/Nov/2022. At home, Raebareli.