Guilt Complex

Poem by

Zeenat Iqbal Hakimjee.

 

Enclosed in a shell like a tortoise,

Keeping away from the lively movements & noise,

 

My own I fail to recognize,

Do not shake hands with me please

 

I am no more, no more at ease,

I suffer from a guilt complex,

 

Was I the one to destroy a friendship

Or lose my temper in a relationship.

 

The other day I threw some litter on the road,

Turned a deaf ear to the call for prayer,

 

I suffer from a guilt complex

I am amazed at my faults.

 

Have I them or have I not?

Is it just the state of my mind

 

Or has somebody without cause have me to remind

Of a non-existent situation,

 

Will I ever surface, 1 suffer from a Guilt Complex.

 

Writer is a poet and has written a book titled  H A R M O N Y a collection of poems.

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