She

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Eyes lump and melt
the water aside from itself
and drains down the sink
where she drowns
like her tears hiding
inside her hearts.
Repeating the circular motions,
the tap too drains the same
the sweat of love
in the sun she makes.
But it floods and sinks it all
and thus the sink grows
but over the point of satiety,
it spills out the nausea
and the maid has to prim it
and thus the plant frowns
like how much love she gave
it was all less and her sweat
waste all her sunburns
yet she prepares.
But on much, she nauseates
the frowns and the crowns
of cries that hide in the heart
but she wipes it by herself.
And it has become our credence
that she is 'Almighty' to bear all
but the mighty to thunders
his rage out when we blame him
on our wrong deeds. And when
he calms, we say, "God, please save us."
And he saves us because we are his children
And he can forgive us and bear us
but we can't change yourself that's
where we pull the limb of their success
trying to reach but looking towards us.

© Ashu.

POV: A woman whose success is left behind for the success of her loved children and family.

P.S.: Hearts because she hides so much.

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