The walls,
tall and dark,
covered with mosses with slime marks,
raised over time brick by brick,
arresting her thoughts confined to a dungeon,
throwing her to oblivion,
reduced to exist,
and now she was a loner,
a ruptured soul,
draped in a shroud of nihility
And her opinions
hammered over time,
often drawing her to some pretend emotional rathole,
or imposed threats to oblige his ways,
and if any trifle residue
of her views lingered around,
he crushed it under his boot
writing off her presence,
as if she was some withering dry maple leaves
awaiting to be crumpled and bereaved
And her smile
that was once golden,
now hiding behind her deceptive eyes,
for her happiness was forced to assume new meaning,
contrived like a shadow of his blemish desires,
and all her wishes,
her aspirations,
her grit rumpled
under the pretext of his love
She resigned to her fate,
assumed the storm would never abate,
she smiled but without charm,
despite being perilous she was disarmed,
now her dreams were nothing but shades of gray,
her aspirations were shattered and hopes disarrayed
But then one day she noticed
a small crack on the wall
she peeped out with curiosity
and saw some shimmering light
in the dawn blithe
she felt a soothing breeze
an eye in the light
a glow within her heart
Before she could comprehend
what was in her sight,
he waved at her relentlessly
wearing a beguile smile,
their eyes met through the tiny opening in the wall,
there were sparks in their heart
in that moment of trice
And through that diminutive opening
he gave her hope,
he taught her to smile,
he coaxed her to love,
and though the words between them
were reduced to a few,
the endearment they found was refreshing and renewed
And with such beliefs standing by her side,
she escaped all barriers,
broke all predicament,
and shed away all the miscreant signs
now no one dared to hold her,
for she nurtured a rebellious mind
For her to beacon the world
screaming with joy and pride,
all she needed was a gentle nudge,
to look through that aberrant opening,
to earn back her lost strides
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A journey from misery to bliss…put together so well.
A Heart crushed by one and flourished by other couldn’t be explained in a better way. Bravo. ππ
Wow Shantanu! You truly have a flair for writing. Your words speak volumes of human emotions and experience.
This is a part of my story that no longer exist but can be cherished.β€οΈ Thank you for giving beautiful words.πΌ
As heartbreaking is the first half the second half is so beautiful and hopeful!
You wrote a lifestory in a few linesβ€β€β€
Feelings portrayed so beautifully in just as simple words.
Thank you so much Sakshi. Appreciate your lovely comment
Thank you so much Nathi. Much appreciate your comment
My pleasure π
I am glad it doesnβt exists any more. Good riddance. Thanks for your lovely comment
Thank you Yasmin for reading my work with such interest. Your views are very precious to me sometimes it give reflection to things I may have thought in a subconscious mind.
Thank you so much Moushmi
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Such a beautiful poignant piece. An amazing write upπΉ
Pleasure alwaysπ
Fiercely eloquent writer! you had me from the first to last word…
Male writers writing from the female perspective amazing me… perhaps we do all see and feel things the same!
Thanks a lot Taruna. Female are always are my favorites, for they amazes meπ
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They aren’t just words but a part of your heart and soul put in paperπ.I feel lucky that I could read themπ
Thank you Sona
Thank you Yasmin. I now look forward to your comment they are as beautiful as your posts π
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I corrected the spelling ππΈ
I understood it already, π
Picture β€ Writing β€
Haha the smart you
Thank you Pen. I really appreciate it β€οΈ
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What a treat to the visuals and what a journey (from heartbreak to bliss)! Lovely poignant penned piece.
Thank you so much Diana. Much appreciate your kind read and comment
Outstanding story! All it takes is a crack, to let the spark fly!
Thanks a lot Warren
So well written. The story touched my heart. You are amazing. ‘shroud of nihility’ ππ
Thank you so much Jaya. I really appreciate your kind read and comment
You are welcome, Shantanu.
Youβre welcome!
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Wonderfully penned! I loved the hopefulness!β€
Thanks a lot Richa
Totally love this. Bringing me on an emotional journey.
Thanks a lot Kally. Appreciate your read and comment
Lovely.
Thanks
Welcome.
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What a beautiful story, just loved it
Thank you so much Nimra
sir, how you find rare words? you read a lot?
Actually, this much poetry is very tough for me, I will make a guess. is this like giving a less confident person some confidence?
Thanks. I do read a lot. You are absolutely right on your guess. Thanks for commenting
“And her smile……………………………………………………………………………..Under the pretext of his love.”
Beautiful lines. I mean. Just fell in love with this. π
You have got an admirer over here! π
ππΈπthank you Anne. Much appreciate it π
You’re welcome. Just as the post is titled. There’s spark in each work of yours! π₯π
Thank you Anne π
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Sometimes a small crack on the wall is all it takes.. Beautiful piece!!
Thank you so much Ana
Reblogged this on Ckonfab.
A very powerful piece! Bravo!
Thanks so much my dear
You are most welcome, Dear Friend!
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