The price of success is heavy, feels Dr Pragya in this autobiographical poem exclusively for Different Truths.
The day I won, much to others' disappointment it began to burn I turned into the scorching sun unbearable to be seen with naked eyes Eyes turning brown to green kind to mean were clearly getting visible They began to use tinted shades to cover the eyes that don’t lie and I could only see their obligated smile demanding trust Sunshades make it easier to escape easier to look on the other side through you Neglecting your presence Trying to pretend it's not affecting them But the burns can't be hidden it's all over the skin They don't know a thing! Sunburns, but the moon cools How you choose to look depends on you
Picture design by Anumita Roy, Different Truths
Love the verse- so on point!!!! Envy serves nobody !!!!