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Aishwarya K Apr 2017
Long lost soul waiting to be boundless.

Takes its first step to be limitless.

Will it fall or will it rise?

Sooner or later , will it pay the price?

Choose what you want , was never its option.

Fall it did on a land , nowhere.

Rise it did on its feet-less soul.

Anticipate for better was only its goal.

But , less did it know what the future beholds.
Aishwarya K Nov 2015
To accept or not is the quandary.
To ask or not is the difficulty.
Silence persists and yet it's known,
but ironically to none it's shown.

If yes, it happens, then what next?
Can we build a relationship just over a text?
So tell me does it sound ludicrous?
And don't let the answer just  be obvious.

In this dilemma , the two , live apart.
The mystery which lies in our hearts,
Hoping that one day it ceases to hide inside,
Hoping that the guilt and the fear are set aside.
Aishwarya K Jul 2015
Sitting near the aisle
Waiting for mine
to come but I know that
'Tis a hopeless situation but I'm all fine.

And slowly the horizon becomes dark
Everything around me becomes bleak
Wolves start howling and dogs begin to bark
My legs start to shiver and I feel weak.

So I start to look for help,
Days go by and all I find is nothing,
I realized that I'm lost in nowhere.

I can't keep calm and wan't justice,
I know that I won't find any answer nor bliss,
Still I anticipate and I don't know why
All alone in emptiness I cry.
Aishwarya K Jul 2015
Deep deep down there, in between the desire
and the urge to become the heir,
is a state of trepidation
as what is at stake is your reputation.
Where feeling is of a very diminutive form
And to ye affluence is the first most prior.

Ultimately you shall undergo penitence.
The sorrow , the misery for which you are responsible.
Your heart was, for instance,
Allowed to misuse your soul which wasn't advisable.
Alas, leave it there itself, for
it is undoable and irrevocable.

— The End —