A Girl, speaks for her insatiable belief.
The thirst, bores her veins & sullen thought evades.
The thirst of the love she demands,
The thirst of her undying belief in him,
The thirst of her truth lost to him,
And to keep her revered...
'HIM', he changes faces
From all she yearns, to stealing her soul, yet making her more thirsty.
It's easy to give away heart, yet difficile to give her soul.
She, waits for her prince, but he gives her, her mortgaged self in return.
Mortgaged to demands of him, his own vision of perfect her..
Once a time, he wished the sky, for being her linens,
Once a time, he worshipped, the innocent then the imperfect,
Those lines of pain took him aback,
For that one indulgence, he would break free the social.
TODAY it's her imagination, he would vilify,
TODAY he belittles her, even her small stupid ways.
Her eyes not gleaming, her face no crimson, yet he sleeps,
He's breathing rough, even though it'll pacify the flame of emotions,
The rage of love, he once said to bear.
Her prince, she epitomized in him, din't ever feel her beat?
Her prince, not on a horse, wouldn't take off her own disasters?
The girl everyday inside bears all but his name,
That once old times, they met, they knew and felt the verve.
And someday, her prince, would walk her down,
Over a lane, hand in hand and say all that 'TODAY' u thought
Was just a dream of yesterday....
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...