The Disguised Hell


Buried, Buried, Buried, Deep inside
Just for the happiness pondering beside
Her only wish being that
Someone ever takes her side…..

They had always thought that
She was just a marionette,
Until they witnessed her true wild,
Contrasting her ever subtle sweet mild!

She had not longed for that,
The enduring richness and the cherishing luxury,
But for….
The enduring respect and the cherishing love….

Not once was she ever justified,
Not once was she not blamed,
The world sat gossiping around
Until once they were a victim!

Even when she takes her little step,
To voice out her agony,
Those irrational dominants restrict her space,
Ruthlessly professing she’s not worth a case…….

They think she’s a fool of Sentimentality,
She knows the real fools lack sense of Equality,
Whatsoever may be the Reality,
The matter is highly a concern of Sensitivity!

Buried, Buried, Buried, Deep inside
Just for the happiness pondering beside
Deep inside the graveyard that
Only the wind mingles her side!

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