I m tired with the endless torments,
When will the time come, she will not heave me to disdain,
I gave her time to identify with my actions,
But time went by and nothing resulted.
Things manipulated with assorted folds,
I respect her from bottom of my heart,
That what, she can’t formulate.
But now, no longer I can suffer the delight sad pain,
So I think, ” Shall I still carry on, falling disdain”,
If God created us,
Why he left the art to humans to articulate oneself?
Why not the feelings are understood unspoken?
All this put me to a proactive beat,
That my comfort will only arise,
When I stop my ‘Long debate’,
To fight for a ‘Disconsolate point’.
My needful aid, come to a midway, to all cruelty disgrace,
And raise forgiveness, ball down all disdain,
And say to my best friend, ”To forget all and hold back old companionship”.
Richa Dhodi
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