Falling in love is like adding more meaning to your existence,here is a short narrative poetry which talks about why love is so fragile, why it is victimized by suspicion and above all why a woman sows these seeds.... could be, of possessiveness , could be fear of loosing your loved ones or simply could be lack of independence or envy about her mate.... even before she speaks, a woman would 'v thought a million times and lost so much of her liveliness into it... she mostly knows a simple language... behaves complex and expects the world to understand her...blames others.. live confined....many women suffer from silence letting their wroth unspoken or letting them turn into somebody else... her silence encourages and kills.... she thinks in all possible ways,
true and sometimes untrue notes....
if only she could speak her mind .. she'd be free from her own bonding and mend things beautifully in her life....
"There lived a love, a love of two,
who met each day and dwell'ed in fun...
Not more than thoughts and actions,
material matter with sincerity none.
Was that a love they deserved to livefinale themselves in songs and rings.
The bell rang loud with church doors wide,
flocking were people of society high.
They laughed and kissed, to bid the plane
which led them to a land where reality claimed.
Nights went on with days late on
and facts less known came to shone upon.
This insanity though spoke not much...
let suspicion grow and burn her heart.
She still, yet smiled and locked her pain,
to appreciate and admire his growing fame.
She wept all night and pained her days...
to fight herself , to go complain.
She knew nothing of his crook and view,
yet loved him more than words could explain.
Her sore lame eyes so scarlet and red
made him ask about her state unique.
she held her broth and spoke in high,
to scream at him and his criminal side.
She shattered her bits and tore feelings apart,,to scream aloud and leave him at last.
She did less know, that longer was she sane...
she screamed and screamed to run roads and every lane.
She declared to all , her pain and fall,
her betrayal and cheat, which made this all...
All of it she felt before, stayed with her
but with sanity no more....
It did not matter to people anymore
and lead her screams to grave alone."
-Kirthi
