Too relieved to grieve 

The long awaited day has come.

Fifteen years feels like yesterday, when I could make use of my eyesight, sit at the balcony and shed unseen tears.

With your countless rigorous beatings, you left me visually impaired.

In my darkness, I can see the anger on your face, each time I Call you pumpkin, 

I see the  dimple underneath your chin 

I see the scars and bruises you gave me 

creating crisscross patterns on my skin,

but the day I waited fifteen years back came today with just a sorry from you. 

I’m already too relieved to grieve. 



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