Sharp edged knives
Whistling by
Barbs and darts
Raining from sky
Nowhere to look
Nowhere to hide
Old wounds start
Bleeding again
Unable to bear
Savage assault
The delicate fuse
Finally snaps
Face too grim
Firm with resolve
End feels the only
Answer to all
Floating above
Before the crash
World feels petty
Hopelessly small
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
