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She was a father's dream, a mother's pride
a sister's hope and a brother's delight
she was a special soul, angel in disguise
ready to bloom, a flower in her prime
Her papa said, "Darling, this is a cruel world"
She said, "I have grown up now, you needn't care"
She fell in the trap of a game called love
a self proclaimed Juliet, she chose to revolt
she took her own decisions, made her own destiny
fate had some other plans to make it a misery
An alleged Romeo, cigarettes and whiskey for company
some pseudo friends who basked in her fake glory
with Romeo by her side, she drowned in some wine
a flower was plucked, she lost something priceless that night
She fled with him in haste to a land miles away
tasted real life without money or a place to stay
friends became ghost, the Romeo left her blue
the day he discovered that the flower carried a seed too
She cried for days, drowned in sorrow and despair
afraid to return back home, decided to disappear
with the baby inside her, walked on to the pier
a familiar voice stopped her, the angel was here
A stray old close friend whom she chose to forget
stood there firmly and she cried in regret
memories answered as winds of change stroked her face
crying like a child, she ran into his arms, feeling more than just safe
He said i am glad i could almost make it on time
i was always yours but you were never mine
i walked away fearing i will never get you back
but i swear that i tried my best to get you on track
Now one last time, i dare you to escape this night
take my hand and i will make everything alright
wipe your tears, make you smile, even die for you
in the name of God i swear, i have always loved you
Timeline of life rolled through her perturbed mind
moment of truth embraced the moment of realization
thirsty lips suddenly found an ocean to exhaust
unrequited love returned, faith was restored.
Papa was really right all along, she sighed
"Darling, this is a cruel world." Indeed, she cried.
PS - This one took a whole lifetime to complete...phew!
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Playing in my head - "Brendan's Death Song" by RHCP
4 comments:
Beautiful! I'm book marking this to read again..and again.
Thank you! :)
Supreme. This poetry is like a saga unfolding. Read it thrice and I will be back for more. Goosebumps.
Thanks again, means a lot!
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