Her broken heart
At the verge of tranquil water, sitting like an owl
Whole of the nature is calm but storms in soul.
By saying to her 'bye', her heart someone broke.
A much powerful bomb in her heart, did explode.
She has gone to a body of water, to extinguish,
the heart's burning flames and fire of her anguish.
In a conundrum, whether at shore, would remain lie,
or to get rid of storm, jump into the water and die!
Even water of a lake is less, for calming the storm.
Leaves to time, to cure her broken heart syndrome.
- S. D. Tiwari
At the verge of tranquil water, sitting like an owl
Whole of the nature is calm but storms in soul.
By saying to her 'bye', her heart someone broke.
A much powerful bomb in her heart, did explode.
She has gone to a body of water, to extinguish,
the heart's burning flames and fire of her anguish.
In a conundrum, whether at shore, would remain lie,
or to get rid of storm, jump into the water and die!
Even water of a lake is less, for calming the storm.
Leaves to time, to cure her broken heart syndrome.
- S. D. Tiwari
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