EDGE OF SOUL

By Riya Kv   

They said we’re proud
Said we won’t let you hold.
Down beneath the wandering eye,she had stories of which
She could never speak,don’t know why.
Her eyes were red and sore,
They’ve been through a beautiful shore,
Her lips were dry and weak,
Cause the lie were filled with dreadful dreams.
“Maybe it’s just the day”she toned gazing at the never
Ending sea.leaping high wondering what they could sea.
But all she felt was dark and lone,waving at what was
Being hunted all along.
Maybe it’s the wind pulling her back but she was broke
Enough to stand and argue her thrown.
Then her wounded arms rose and did her pale lips spread
Fear or what to all those arose.
Ridiculous or what this young child own to leave it to
Shore than to fight across
Was it the “bow” and “arrow “ or the “sword” she fear?
Or the “hunger”and “streets” she praised?
She hurtled trying to figure her worm out clothes.was
Not the dress pretty? And didn’t those bleeding wounds
Make them prettier?
All she wanted was hope to live .

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