No Sacrifice

Grief-laden clouds cast an eerie gloom
seemingly stolen from my unfulfilled soul

the air is restless, harried chirping of birds
giving a frantic voice to my unsaid woes

A storm is about to tear the evening apart
the temporary stillness lies uneasy on my skin

The leaves rustle a warning, heat from the dirt
traps my feet in an inescapable lethargy

Heavens unleash their tears into my eyes
the rain trails a warning on my upturned face

The wrath of the skies demands its due
Willingly, I offer myself up

It won’t even be a sacrifice, for
my escape lies in being consumed

© 2017 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved

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