The season…Complement her mood,
The ceaseless shower;
Followed by her tears.
She reticently peers
(As if unusual emotions flicker from her)
The raindrops on the bending petals,
The resplendent faces.
Blushing after the first kiss,
The birds chirping under the wet branch
For her…The grass is always greener..
If you read these symptoms
Everything appears to be normal
(At least at her face value)
Perceive her…
By her flashy smile.
Or dried dapped eyes,
But however unnerved ,
she may be.
With every word she falters.
With every step she may stumble,
Everyday is her struggle
To survive…
Each moment of her existence is a mile stone..
Her famished desires nudge her.
That she may be starved for love,
Or is it the musing of her bleeding heart
(She carts on a burning candle)
Yet I try to figure out…
Why is she unwanted. ...
thnx
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