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Acid Attack- Stopping the journey at bus stop

 



Born to a happy family 👪
My heart 💔 was pleaded
Around the blissful green 🌳 surrounding
My perennial thoughts were dreamed
To each mulberry of garden
I ripen 🌺 each ambition of my future
I was a capable, talented, intellectual person
Whose skills could the world 🌍 suture!

I was striding 🏃 to my journey
To the miles and miles to reach 💥
But I, later on, became an ignorant person, my fate!
Such like the thin crowd in winter beach
My passion, my journey, my heart ♥️
The melancholic 😩 day cruelly pop
Just a cruse of acid torn my whole dream
In the dark🌚 shadowed evening at the bus stop🚉

The person whoever I never know
Either my ex-lover, culprit or opponent
The truth is hidden behind the mask, he wore
Just smeared the acid, and my smile 😁, he hent
Intentionally, he hardened my soft pillow-like cheek👸
Bumping off in a bluing shadow of inn
My rupturing eyes👀 were yelling in grief-stricken
I lastly remember stand of bus stop's🚉 scene

I was wondering in deep grief😷
The evening, I was screaming, I was shouting dreadfully😐
The fear 😓was more dreadful than the pain
The fear of society, the fear of family
Afterward, the affection 👪of family quite healed me
I cried 😭 a river lying in a bed of the hospital
Still, I feel weak myself Why? Why?
I felt stopping my journey at the bus stop
I felt stopping my journey at the bus stop

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