One last plea

Not asking you to kill.. Not asking you to commit a sin
Just don’t bring him to my door 
Among solidarity as I weep
Consider me just a human… Can you?
One with a heart and one with a soul
One whose anxious and one whose afraid
Can you consider me as a part…A part closest to you
A puzzle dwelled into shedding autumn 
Rising winter and the one struggling in summers 
A link to monsoon and a gateway to all your alibis 
Not asking you to kill… Not asking you to commit a sin
Just don’t bring him to my door… I can’t afford anyone anymore 
It’s broken it’s shattered… I no longer have walls 
I no longer have an abode, It’s cold and I’ll shiver down the memory lines
I’ll sail over the vows and I’ll sink in daytime 
A voyage I’m leading on my own
Not asking you to kill… Not asking you to commit a sin
Am’I really a human or just alive pretending to be one

By- Kshitij Sinha
17/04/2020