Maya Mukherjee, Author


I’d rather keep closed

Forget the thoughts in my head

That’s how I stay composed

As the world moves ahead

But I needed something new

To unblock my thoughts

Words didn’t quite do

So I let you connect the dots

When the words came out

I wanted to take them back

My head spinning with doubt

I started to see black

It was the sourest feeling

When you pushed me away

Looked up at the ceiling

And scoffed out: “OK”