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Shaziya Fathima

Drama

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Shaziya Fathima

Drama

The Inner Voice

The Inner Voice

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Tears streaked her serene face

Unable to keep up her pace

The world paused, the chirping

Of birds apparently lost

Settled in gloom, eyes moist

All was black and white

The heart did mourn and the soul did grieve

Welled up eyes, mopping her brow

Contorted face, all faith lost

The smile snatched at a heavy cost

Life’s contraption lay heavy

Fluorescing impossible, dreary.

 

Light seemed barred from

The burdened canopy

Wrinkled forehead, eyes of thought

Dreams shattered, plaudits a waste

Varied variegated shades of gloom did paste

Despair struck in, anxiety attacked

Vandal be cursed for the vandalized

Ambition of a voluptuary life

Disrupted like a distorted image

A waif she seemed as she waited

Overlook by a sudden whim

She climbed up high to plunge in

Eyes closed, breath held

In purgatory she wanted to dwell.

 

A subdued voice came alive

Words inimical, iniquitous people

Some masochistic, some narcissist

None can write with your pen

Yours alone; Define yourself

Inhibitions cast off,

Palliate, Reach out, Procure

Perpetuate optimism,

Exhibit your best; you know your stand

And so do the eyes looking from above

Begin from the end, prove evident.

 

Opened her eyes; saw the light

The gloom dissipated  Eyes wise

Tears flowed, illuminating hope

Her book was hers alone

She would write and define

Elucidate her existence

Fluorescing, now possible, dreamy. 



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