she

SHE

SHE

 

Everyday when she woke up
She found him charming and elegant
Even if he was angry
She put a smile on her face and made everything alright
During every season of battle
She used to play a ballad
Every nook of her eye
Was shattered with tears
That she always wept in her silence
That day the sky was also tired to look down at the level of cruelty
So it showered unlike any other day
So she came out of that cage
And in agony she screeched repeatedly
Why me, why me ,why me
The sky also answered weeping loudly
And then she raised like a she wolf and
promised never to go back again to the cunning clutches
And thus in the air of freedom
She rejoiced and set fire to the rain

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fatima wani

fatima wani

They call me sim and I believe writing is an art, a writer by profession and by passion, from the valley of blooms, Kashmir, always in search of truth

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