Dead soulA Poem by NishitaDripping veins, stained clothes. Lying body, Earthly surface. Pale hands, Bare legs. Dehydrated face and paused flowing blood. All the bullies, all the insecurities. All the love, all the possibilities. Every friend, every enemy. everything's gone; LOST. Mother rushing for help, Father lifting her up. Trying to save, already a dead. Trying to bring a life, a soul; A soul which was dead, since the suffer started. OH IT WAS HARD! Tears were flowing, but not touching the ground. She was crying out loud, but no one listened. Called out for help, which no one felt. She heard everyone, She understood all, she found solutions. BUT WAIT! What about her? Help her out, hear her out. She also wants to talk, she too needs a solution. Humans started hurting, people showed colors. They pretended & theft, They hurt and left. sigh: They left; SHE LEFT!
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Added on March 21, 2022 Last Updated on March 21, 2022 AuthorNishitaKondagaon, Bastar, IndiaAboutHello to you, if you like what you read kindly let me know with the help of reviews. more..Writing
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