I made her freeze,
To the place where she was unable to breathe.
She was a lost cause,
When she found me.
Hated me at the first,
Never knew I was the worst.
Ruined every dream she had,
Restricted every thought to stand,
Reminded her every consequence firsthand.
From never wanting me,
To compromising the sea,
Being happy in the pond,
And forgetting anything beyond.
Drying those tears like the very last season,
For which I was the sole reason,
Stayed in a place which felt like a prison,
Stifling emotions and screams so no one could listen.
For whom did you do?
When I was just a flesh,
Reason of your distress,
Even though you embraced me like your own progress.
Copyright © shraddha Tripathi | Year Posted 2022
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