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My soul, a ship lost in the vast sea of shadows,
Pierced by arrows hurled from the heavens' bow.
Tangled threads of grief knotted my heart,
"Are they about to erase my watermark?"
It all started when the inky night,
A ceiling of gems enveloped the world,
I heard whispers, veiled and hushed.
My ears prowled as my name echoed
Being discussed getting married.
I didn't even care who's my suitor, the intruder!
Just felt like sinking in a poisoned well, betrayed.
I fled to the rooftop seeking refuge in the skies,
But the bloodshot hue in them mirrored my eyes.
The constellations of childhood were fading
Replaced by the stars of uncertainty and misgiving.
Oh, wish I'd not grown upIn this cruel world
where emotions are crushed.
Perhaps I could always remain a baby girl,
Sleeping in my parents' lap sucking my thumb.
'Who am I? What's my pain?
Who is tying me in the chain?'
Don't you remember
I am the Melody Weaver, a Bulbul
Painting the sky with musical hues.
Orchestrating a symphony
with every flutter of my wings.
Now driven away from my beloved petals,
causing my heart to bleed in shatters.
I am the ember now leaving the hearth,
yet carrying your warmth In cold winds of change.
I never sought this pretended freedom
Even in the wildest dreams, not thought of departure
Only this garden's flowers, trees and breeze
give my heart mellow songs of honor.
Oh, my gardener, you were the one to sow my grain
You only showered me with love's rain.
Your tender hands stroked with affection
my petals, and gave attention.
You removed with Warmth My thorns and horns.
This Songbird of yours pleads
Don't set me free.
Oh please let me live
caged if it means.
Don't make my boat unmoored,
I can't step into the unknown.
Leaving the soil I blossomed
Like a wilting flower uprooted.
I can't carry the weights of roots severed!
Baba, I don't want a prince charming,
When I'm your princess, you're my king.
Mama, don't you know, oh darling
Without holding you, I can't even sleep?
Brother, did you forget the vow you promised to keep?
To be always by my side and never let me weep.
Or was it not but a façade?
Or were it lies you all made?
How could you all let your branch be uprooted,
your bird be muted,
your soul be separated,
your daughter be departed,
To people unknown?
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Beneath The Dark Veil
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