PEN CANT WRITE IT YET .

 A part of my existence
my expressions find hard to write
frozen moment, lost drive to continue
foundation built a castle on looks mislead

to discover delight traveler moved destinations
never expecting to befall her kin’s play
who was world, her being is naught to him
she was caught up, to him pointless responsibility

creator complete her unworthy to earn him
for her the wrong was forever with her
baffled with prospect he just took a likelihood
her fault  was to construe the adore in it

now sore is such , treat nowhere to found
tempest her psyche beholds has no terminating end
she found no returning lane out to her carefree days
whilst for him it reveal days of uncertain say

wakeful nights to unrealized daylight hours
trail of thoughts where words yet echo
eyes vacant to utter the tale, friends not now yearned
 I am not pushing over recognize the theater is mine 

-khushi .

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