She
She


She is the one who
Wakes early even by
Defeating sun and
Sleep at last.
She is the one who
Baths in the early morning
Ignoring the frost, light
The lamb wore
The sandal.
She is the one who
Woke her beloved
Up by lovely gifts of
Love and forget all
Her dreams for his.
But he pulls her aside
And get away soon
In order to conquer
The world and achieve
His dreams.
His lovely touch seemed
To be a mere offering in
Th
e night and she too
Realized it with mourn.
She viewed the mirror
And find herself in another
Form. The red colour on her
The forehead seemed to be
A wound of blood.
The fallen beauty of her
Life seemed to be a fatal
Pain in her mindset.
She realized that gradually
Her beloved to be her master.
This made her eyes filled
With a sigh and pain.
She stood beneath the
The room where the smoke
Is filled and started to do
Her job by accepting it
As her world.