Just One

By Sinchana Srikanth Iyengar

I don’t need a crowd,

don’t need a kingdom,

just one hand

that won’t hold a knife.

I don’t need a choir

singing sweet lullabies,

just one voice

that won’t turn into a scream.

I don’t need a thousand eyes

watching, waiting,

just one gaze

that won’t sharpen into blades.

I don’t need a love

that melts like wax,

just one heart

that won’t turn to stone.

Is it too much?

To beg for one soul

who won’t carve me open,

who won’t wear masks,

who won’t whisper lies

like venom behind my back?

Just one.

But maybe,

that’s still too much to ask.

By Sinchana Srikanth Iyengar

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