she smiled with scars
dearer to her heart
than her own flesh and blood
her own kin and kind
everything had changed
but resolutions, but fate
she wore the injustice of time
proudly upon her wrists
never fretting
never regretting
everything had changed
but pride, but fate
the hollows of her eyes
housed a million lies
a mess of fake smiles
precipitated cries
everything had changed
but reservations, but fate
she moved with an air
masking her bitter trails
lest someone saw
lest someone scraped
everything had changed
but world, but fate
she searched the nights
pleaded with misty skies
breathing off deserted dreams
trying to fly off broken wings
everything had changed
but hope, but fate
the sun couldn’t burn her
the chill couldn’t touch her soul
her shadow had abandoned her
she was now truly alone
everything had changed
but life, but fate
she was a living chimera
her frame a skeleton of deceits
her heart took to happy denials
her mind played reckless games
everything had changed
but she, but fate
~~~~~
Asha Seth
Asha Seth 
I identify with this so much.
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Very nice one,strong and potential.
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Thank you. Keep reading! Keep enjoying! 🙂
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Great poem, I was just wondering how it would look if we replace ‘she’ with ‘he’ in these lines…
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I guess I need to think that through that way. Although I think it would more or less bring up the essence in the same manner as is.
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Awesome writing! Very beautiful images!
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Thank you, dear.
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I hope she finds peace and come out of the trial and tribulations.
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Oh, she is very much at peace, love. Read between the words and you’ll see.
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Nice
Okay
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A hurricane carried all the chaos within ,but still moved ahead . Awesome post
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Yeah, that. Thanks. How have you been? Anything new that I’ve missed?
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Routine job and stuff. Yeah did write a few things. You can check out for sure
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I shall soon enough. Today itself perhaps!
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Written 5-6 pieces after last one, I guess.
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Didn’t get you. Sorry.
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Wonderfully profound!
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Thank you 🙂
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Deepness in the poem, Asha and for sure everything had changed but herself and her fate. Lovely picture too. Great poem.
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Thanks for your honest thoughts, Kamal. 🙂
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Welcome Asha
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This is glorious. I particularly enjoy, “breathing off deserted dreams
trying to fly off broken wings”
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I am always delighted to learn what bits of my writing has stayed with the reader. Thanks for mentioning, Kayla. Hope you’re well.
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