In the hustles and bustle
In eyes brimmed with indifference
My pain would be understood
May be one day
The coat of happiness, my attire
Some body would see beyond that guile
Worthlessness,hollowness,emptiness
All sort of Ephemera has occupied the heart
Would somebody see beyond that deceit?
May be one day
Culprits still roaming free, menace for many
Don't speak,what would the world say
Her foggy brain,her teary eyes inquire
Was it her fault?Dead silence scares her
She would be relieved of her agony
May be one day
Fear occupies crannies of heart,
If somebody foundout the truth?
A beautiful child with blackened aura
Has a dark secret hidden with her
The truth may reveal itself
Alleviating her of the pain
May be one day
She would rise above all this