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SHATTERING OF A BROKEN HEART

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An innocent heart fell in love With a man, fondling with her like dove Cooing to each other they lived Everything he asked for, she gived! Unaware of his intentions In love she pushed her boundaries Accepting and fulfilling all temptations Forgotten were the barriers of age and countries!! Suddenly dark night fell on her Cz he left her suddenly without a word Betrayed and broken In her nothing  was going to stir!! Years later, she felt love again A love to heal her broken heart She had a past, so did he She just wanted to heal n gain. Alas! The past always haunts back She was impure, he commented Her love her care was real -aloud se lamented Her cries couldn't make him turn back. Didnt he also have a past, she wondered I had accepted everything, why cant he? "Nothing matters, because I love n take you" How hollow those words were - she pondered Only because he is 'a he' and she 'a she'?!!

ODE TO THE LIGHTING GUIDE

Once a while in a far away land Lived a handsome clever lad Shortage of fine things he had But was never for once he sad. His mother he called his 'lighting guide' A person who never left her family's side During rains, she guided her kids with a lit stick To walk through muddy waters and not get sick.... 20 long years passed with turmoil Winds changed and so did the soil The lad was now well educated Nothing for his family was overrated! So many years hence the lad remembered Every passed hard day he encountered Journey to barren city was his homage But the 'lighting guide' is a fresh image! The lad had learnt it long ago Though days are easy now, hardships may come Fathers build house, mothers make home That's why he never had 'The Male ego!!'

THE DREAM

I was woken up by a dream The only one and first of it's kind That of a pretty maiden With a handsome knight by the stream The maiden kept her distance Because the knight was betrothed Even when there was chance When on a stallion he roded She walked to the stream Her hands she wanted to cleanse When firm fingers grasped her palm Making her loose her sense It was the knight...oh why was he there He didnt reply to her curious stare Unleash your clasp she tried through actions But it didnt yield fruitful reactions Shaking from the dream I woke without the sense of day or night Thinking of the maiden by the stream Because rules she was trying to follow Even if she wanted the knight She knew Even though the clasp was from him, not her The betrothed of another damsel The world will always blame not him, but her For a paltry price, her innocent heart Was going to sell!!