Quarrelsome thoughts revolving in her head
Emotional imbalance of future ahead,
Present is torture, past is revolting
Time is slippery and now her Mind is collapsing,
She is fragile, they know that already
Life is painful, thoughts are not steady,
When the Empty pocket becomes a shameful experience
You end up dreaming of fairy like convenience,
When the eyes of her mother shed those tears
Her dream changes to become a billionaire.
- Heena Singh
I must say. beautiful. write more of these
ReplyDeletedeeply portrayed.,
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
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