Havoc
Tries to be ambitious
At Least once in a lifetime to be called precious
Society taught to be cautious
Uncertainty was seemed
Everyone thought that they were schemed
Couldn’t fit in the field
Plasted with a smile
Thought to dry the nile
Of her dreams to be fine
Once in a lifetime shown a minute shine
They was nil to call mine
Her locked emotions were nine
Wanted to be loved once by luck
But was in a hidden havoc.
Copyright © sisira chowdavarapu | Year Posted 2025
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