The Neglected One


Her happiness never knew how to be celebrated;

her sorrows never knew, what it meant to outburst;

all she did was compress everything within her,

her dreams never went beyond her thoughts,

her pain never touched anyone’s heart;

she was like the untouched, neglected one ;

her agony, perished her into a deep depression,

curbing her from everything that kept her happy,

the moment she felt she could move on;

the roots of her despondency just pricked her too hard,

hard enough to bleed her within;

her eyes were always filled, just enough to contain;

the difficulty to let her tears overflow her fake smile,

was indeed the hardest she could.

In spite of all these, she moved ahead,

burying her agony, and masked herself into a smile,

that could deceive the world.



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