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Isha Desai Poem
An innocent soul appeared to them as someone who interfered,
But helping and caring were the only things that it ever volunteered.
It stood and gave them unconditional support,
Unbiased and happy , it was comport.
Instead of cherishing the good times ,
for them it suddenly turned into a tort.
Days passed and
Then, came the moment of truth,
They didn't care about the soul ,
And busted their cruelty upon it which was so bold.
Saying it was merely a delusion of being nice.
They decided to walk out leaving it behind,
Withered and bleeding with cries of its lost pride.
It was like getting unnecessary punishment for giving their silent lives , a
rhyme.
What could it do now ?
Isolate , kill itself or remain undisputed.
That day was when humanity lost.
That was the day when the limits were crossed.
It's hard to find people who live for others,
But in today's world who bothers.
They still sort for crowds of disguised happiness.
Purity of soul and love are now obsolete.
Because in this world no one is absolute.
Copyright © Isha Desai | Year Posted 2014
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Isha Desai Poem
Melodies such that remind me of my past,
Of whatever done , left behind or simply lost.
Slowly getting into trance of what was deep buried,
Tunes act like a shovel , trying to dig out all those horrid memories.
In the depth of my memory , those moments still laugh back.
How do I escape ?
These thoughts in my head.
Constantly racing , running.
I cannot decide.
So,I sat there
With all the upheaval suppressed inside,
Sipped coffee and changed the soundtrack.
Written By - Isha Desai
Copyright © Isha Desai | Year Posted 2015
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