She wanders far
She, talked, with the moon and stars,
Here, she
In search of love, from those close ones,
But, only, finds her heart apart, &lone.
And she wanders far.
Even every sorrow seems less
As she remains, closed, within four walls
Not a single word has she shared,
to her parents, nor her friends.
Tho' she loves to talk,
But
Solely imagination reside her must self,
And wonders if anyone listens her?
& again she wanders so far.
She is not, what the world thinks;
too kind, but misunderstood.
Outwardly, too bold and too carefree.
Yet, none gazes her grief upon the soul
Cold, unrevealed, a stranger to the cruel world
But didn't care & wanders far.
She plays the part, hard, to be fitted
Why must she, alone, face & tilted?
When theres lot to run &
Increase the pace but only she's chased
Did she care? 'cause she wandered thus far.
Copyright © Garima Nepali | Year Posted 2025
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