Pulled Me
We were there but absent,
The soul was in anger
The body in revenge.
I was confused
Should I be happy or be sad
I learnt the new color of life
But was too nasty for the moments.
I was thinking to break the chain
It didn't let me to do so,
something tied me to it.
By now I understood that
It was justified and unjustified too.
It was like a lame
Which gave a unforgettable pain.
Copyright © Arunima Gupta | Year Posted 2016
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