Not stopping by 'woods'!A Poem by Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"If she was the one passing by these ‘woods’- She should fear- of human race- and she SHOULD! For no one will see her stopping there! And someone may snatch her innocence- so crude!
Her little heart must think- it’s weird, To stop in a place- where one can get sheared! Between these ‘woods’ and frozen legs! The darkest hours that she feared!
What if, He flips his glass and gives that stare! To touch that part, to give some care! The only other sound’s the beat! Of throbbing heart out of fear!
These ‘woods’ are not lovely, but yes -dark and deep! But she has thousands of promises to keep, And miles to reach home, before she may get stripped! And miles to reach home, before she may get stripped! Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini" Photo credit: http://www.salem-news.com/stimg/september022012/woman_1.jpg © 2019 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"Author's Note
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6 Reviews Added on March 6, 2015 Last Updated on June 12, 2019 AuthorSanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"Kathmandu, NepalAbout"When words are stiff and hard to evoke out; they shape themselves as a poem [that last forever] " -Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini" http://sanjeetapokharel.blogspot.in/ When I see the.. more..Writing
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