Analysis of Hoia-Baciu

In the Enchanted Forest,
I noticed a solitary swing
Affixed to the skewed trunk
Swung softly in the chilly breeze
I took the step to the seat
Gently pushing the ground, it swung
When all of a sudden I felt being watched
Never had anyone been here
This place has been locked off to me by myself for years
"What's up with this feeling of attention?"
I query myself
With hope, I look up, thinking I'm not alone
But as soon as I do, am even more terrified
The Sky Of eyes, look at me with Compassion
"OH no, did I do something wrong?
Was I not a moral being?
Am I too cold? Am I not nice?
Was I too much? Or not enough?
Do I have to go through such?"
_Scribbles were drawn to my unreadable face_
Hearing the ravens sing songs of treachery
I discovered this while,
I was Swinging Down
Dropping so low in my regard
There was no point
"Oh how pathetic", I smile again
Being all Blue n Grey
~Bhaswati Talukdar