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Mar 2019 · 241
A question to self
Yacharya Mar 2019
It was a usual and happy life wondering will I get a man I like
I went to his home as his wife, life was like a play time, he earned money and I cooked fine
Soon I had a child with beautiful bright smile
A happy family it was but with big lies
"The love is missing, the spark is missing" were my only lines
My man was with someone else living his wonderful life
I should have known, I should have gotten any signs
As I couldn't bear living my life that was half of others and half mine
Started to accept new city life with tall buildings and bright lights
Struggle was real to live without my daughter, my lifeline
But food and shelter were the only thing that matter at this time
How beautiful yellow hoodie looked on me because of my smile
Hiding all emotions and questions I have in my heart and in my mind
Sitting in a dark room beside a man behaving everything was fine
I could feel him, a person; I haven't met in my life
At first, I cried and cried till my tears dried
At second, I cried and walked for a mile
At third, I accepted with clear eyes
And now again it’s a usual and unhappy life wondering will I be someone whom I like.
Mar 2019 · 263
Hope
Yacharya Mar 2019
With the sun rays falling into the wall giving me sign to awake
Can I close my eyes, go back to the dream and live the life I imagine?
Then there comes the force that pulls me and pushes me
Making me believe it is going to happen, sooner or later
The force that is inevitable
The force called "Hope"

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