'She clutched the table cloth,
Seeing her torn cloth.
The fallen wall clock,
Has witnessed everything in a tik-tok.
Seeing the broken glass,
She was the one abash.
She tried to fought the mighty goon,
Alas no idea in her head bloom.
That day another girl,
Was the victim of unhealthy world.
For no fault was of her to blame,
Yet they said she had brought shame,
To their name.
TIRED , SHOCKED and CRYING,
All inside she was DYING.
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HEART SPEAKS ??
PoetrySome random poems and thoughts by me and my friend Anchal . Hope you like them . ❤️ Rupal . Beautiful cover by JuhiWrites ✨
