Let there be light

She struggled with chains.
They clung to her; hurt her.
She screamed in pain.
Metal began to cut her.

Sweat, blood, tears.
Grief, sorrow, fears.
No sign of near and dears.
All in sight unclear.

And I in search of redemption.
Fell into my darkest pit.
And I redeemed her.
Falling deeper bit by bit.

Bruised, not broken.
Breathless, slightly choking.
I sit alone in the pit.
Let there be light; here’s where I sit.

Varun Rajagopalan.

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