She is resentful,
Often wears her rife badge on,
When confronted,
Her rage rapidly burgeons.

He tried everything,
to make her feel at ease,
But even the display of comfort,
Turns her visage into many shades of pique.

The horrid past,
Often puts her in dismay,
But he knows,
One day she will come along his way.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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