Coming down to earth
She did not expect the bird slip
Papa knows the Sanskrit i wrote
He shouldn't see that!
It was on his feet
Go paper! fly to air!
Fly across the sea of justice and fair
Fly across the kindness's fleet
There it was! Just a piece of paper.
And the doors open clinging
"What is this Vakula?
Seeking help from whom?"
Who will there be to help you except me?"
Vakula was sweating
Up to down in every angle aging
Good old thing,Her father never saw that name!
Else all the name's name gets tame
He raised his arm!
Forced her neck to the wall
She was choking!
Ohno what to do! What to do!
Mrudula too panicked!
Her daughter vanishing into paper tears!
No that's not fair.
"Please let her go! Please I beg you!"
The wall fell down per inch
The pressure was tighter
Her eyes pushed tears
Her heart absorbed tears
Her own father will kill her
If this bond is not gonna work
It is so hard to understand adults
Why do they use me?
A poor fatal family insult!
His eyes had anger in it
And teeth biting its own on its own
"Make sure you stop writing things silly
Our whole family else would bully"
Mrudula fell onto his feet and pulling it down
"Please! She is my only daughter
Best not kill her like shudras these days do."
It happens these days and this marriage is happening just because you wouldn't kill her."
He kicked his feet tight on her neck
She fell like a crap away from bin
"You fool! Why would I kill my own daughter
Understand what is best for her!
This is my way for making you understand!"
He turned back to vakula
"If you understand yell understand
If you did not understand yell didn't understand
If you yell understand and don't understand,
How will I understand that you understood?"
Vakula last chance!
Do this again!
And you will know my true shades
Vakula was almost dead.
She instantly fell when he left
Mrudula couldn't do nothing but sob and try to wake her up
"Now I understand! Why mum didn't come as an obstacle his way to make Me marry"
Thuds of feet
Shaking his earth
He again had a smile on his face and decorations ready for marriage
Hours done and vakula finally woke up
Mrudula's scars on heart, and body
Were unbearable
Even tearing has an extent
But respect to them doesn't extend
"Amma! I am sorry!
Please I don't want to marry!
I don't want another appa there!
So I asked Ramana here!"
But where is Ramana?
Not here! The bird wouldn't lie!?
Where could he go?
Least important than his sister?
" Vakula Ramana didn't come!
So your bad time for your words to fall on his feet
He crumbled it so cold hearted!
I hate him these days!
I'm happy you're okay!"
"Keep trying to leave vakula!
I'll help you to my extent!
While going to the temple!
While going anywhere
You are the master of yourself
Don't wait for others to help"
An idea clicked and it was easy
To go to gurrukul was not so easy
What is life when hardships don't come
I think this could work! Gurrukul may come to me!
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Shackles
PuisiThis poetry ballads are about a very young child who grew up with very less restrictions. As she grew up! Her Restrictions were very tightened up. Will she break them up? Or abode them? Is she going to stand individual or be a slave to her elderly...
