Friday, April 6, 2012

VOICE OF A WITHERED FLOWER




Oh! My soul is wailing
Tears are rolling
Cheeks tasting
Because...

My Thoughts are scattering
Eyes dismaying
Vision losing
Because...

My Heart is bleeding
Wounds are worsening
Future is cursing
Because...
  
I’m a normal girl
With an abnormal blessing,
Once flew up like a butterfly
In the skies of Rainbow.

 Now trying to flap my wings
But got tied up by the strings
And caged inside a square
Worn out wings shed its colour
Lifeless life bestowed on me ever.

Colours are various
But mine stapled colour is plain
It’s rich in the moon
Hidden in the dark
Shroud of corpse
The representative of purity.

That’s the flawless “WHITE”
Draping this flawed “WIDOW”

Happiness not permanent but momentary
I’m became people’s commentary
And stain of pain still remains unconditionally..!!!
  

 Sithi Asma
II MA English

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