Sometimes the ties are the path leading towards your freedom and independency.
Wandering in the old castle,
A big picture caught my attention,
Which was muted with chaotic hassle.
Pictured a man very serious,
His eyes reflected story various,
I started staring,
Coming a flashback;
Of me marrying.
"Was it all of previous life?"
Again it all went black,
Following by flashback.
Someone stabbed him with a knife :
The man from portrait,
It made my world rotate.
Ending of the flashback,
My eyes got filled with burning tear,
As i embraced the portrait of him near.
"So sorry, for not remembering you earlier",
Somebody pushed me,
And above him the chandelier.
Saw his face,
Fastened my phase,
Kneeled towards my love
How he came from picture?
Slowly he did a gesture.
Questions running through my head,
Pieces of my head began to shred.
He pecked on my hand smiling,
As his eyes held a cold sparkling,
"Sorry too, darling",
"Again,
Our- our love is forbidden."
Saying this he died,
Placing my head on his chest,
I let out my all emotions hidden.
"Let's meet in heaven,
Angels don't live on earth,
So let's not take here birth."
Whispering the words,
Wiping my tears,
I also died,
With our hands tied.
It was a piece of my imagination,
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