With silence acquiescence she rose to her feet,
She felt light headed, or was it heat?
She had no choice to say yes or no,
She is just like a boat, which has to row!
She is a servant, who has to follow,
Whatever she pretends to be, her heart is hollow,
She is broken inside, living her life in discreet.
Is there an end to her endless bleed?
Shall she drown or someone will guide her to shore?
Take her in or show her the door?
She waits for someone to make her sit on his heart’s throne
But in all those dreams, she finds herself alone… AB & PJ
~ written in collaboration with Pragya Jain
(http://pragjn.blogspot.in/)
She felt light headed, or was it heat?
She had no choice to say yes or no,
She is just like a boat, which has to row!
She is a servant, who has to follow,
Whatever she pretends to be, her heart is hollow,
She is broken inside, living her life in discreet.
Is there an end to her endless bleed?
Shall she drown or someone will guide her to shore?
Take her in or show her the door?
She waits for someone to make her sit on his heart’s throne
But in all those dreams, she finds herself alone… AB & PJ
~ written in collaboration with Pragya Jain
(http://pragjn.blogspot.in/)
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