THE OLD NEW STORY

Sometimes society kills ,let's be the change .

THE OLD NEW STORY @SHRIYA
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Scrapped of all the emotions and vagueness,
She surpassed her dreams,
Given with all those people chasing life with her,
Chose to be silent forever,
When the crowd seemed void and abstract to her,
She chose to rise in love.
She never knew it was fobidden if she would fail,
She never knew promises came with a breaking point,
And yes,she learnt her "New names" ,
She learnt if loving once was forever ,she was proclaimed pure,
Else it might be her named definition of a b***h or indemnity ,
But alas!they forgot how a lacerated wound turns numb,
She forgot to count the stairs of manifestations ,while she sun-kissed,
Where she couldn't make two hearts meet,
There were hundreds of relations unravelled for lifetime ,
If only she knew ,she was the mud;
They were the trowels,
While she gave the infinite second last chances to life,
The more she failed,the more adjectives she clinged to;
Her procured happiness unleashed the sorrow to many,by universal law;
And while that guy stepped in to be her last chance for the remaining forever ,
The presidium made their call,
And while her world turned abstract to her,
A part of her died and the rest was buried alive ,
Two lives paid to rise in love in heaven .

Reviews

[Prashant Pandey]

Deep and thoughtful. Nice title. Liked it.