cold heart

Maruti Naik
Jul 18, 2022


hunger can be forged
into protest
stout hearts
can bring down
folks perched on a throne

no prosthetic available
for a compromised soul
it just decays
and sinks
into an abyss
seeking hate
camouflaged as
a blanket warm

the cold heart
seeks refuge
pretends to sleep



Maruti Naik

I write to remember. I write to remain honest. I write to leave a bread crumb trail for my daughter. I write to relax. Trying to impress my better half, I write