• nikitagandotra_ 8w

    The Broken Lady

    At fifty now getting a chance to call of her duty
    Why is she mourning?
    For the moments that have gone
    Will it be coming back
    The dreams that she saw throughout
    Went to sack with those days
    Happily as she moved by
    From one home to another
    She thinks life would change
    She knew her duties right
    She realised she was going to have to smile
    Yet what was rejected
    The beauty that she was wearing wide
    Lost and gone by a blast
    No one to complain
    Why is she mourning?
    A spirit of gold willing to give for all
    So even as she's looking out
    What was she throughout
    And now, when she has a chance
    She forgot who she was...