The Pursuit of Happiness
There is a horrible hollow ache inside me,
That murky feeling of being loved ,
That love which keeps a section apart ;
Fills the void with sadness and betrayal.
That feeling captured & wrapped around with distrust & dishonesty ,
My eyes brimmed with tears of disbelief ,
A society with patriarchy and misogyny ;
Are so selfish & yet so hopeless .
Excruciating story of millions ,
Abandoned by their families ,
And yet finding light in the darkness ;
Looking for a Messiah , to bless them .
That incongruous feeling will never die ,
It will remain buried under the deep core of the heart .
Copyright © Shruti Shreya | Year Posted 2021
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