Rotten Thoughts.

 

She was the devil herself

Guilt in her eyes

Sadness in her heart

Aggression in her actions

Anxiety in her blood

Pain in her chest

A jumble of unspoken words in her brain.

And loneliness in her soul.

Just because she had shred thousand skins to become a person she is today.

Perhaps it was the fault in her stars, the thoughts in her brain, the karma she experienced or just as she was created.

Although for this life she was a smiling face, broken soul.

   


                                                                                                - Rabani Dhingra

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  1. UnknownMarch 31, 2021 at 6:57 PM

    Beautiful expression.nurtuted artistic expression.keep on writing more and more .God bless you with more wisdom to express your soul

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  2. aricent interiorsMay 8, 2021 at 10:06 AM

    👌👌👌👌

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