आज वो फूल मुरझा गया April 19, 2012
Posted by Akriti Bahal in Death, Depression.Tags: Decaying
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She cried through the day
She felt the flay.
She spent each moment
Miserably reminiscing painful foments.
She walked and walked,
Endlessly crying,
She hid herself
Under the pervasive scorching Sun’s effect; dying.
Moving slowly toward her death.
Out of anguish, pain and dejected thoughts
She foolishly text, the ONE – “I’m committing suicide.”
Only to get a reply- “So am I 
“
She gave it up in the hands of fate, ended up fainting,
Only to wake up to realize that she lost her way.
She felt gingerly, maybe even scared suffocation
But more than that, embarrassed and sad
At being the cause of her own annihilation.
She somehow managed to connect with the active road,
Waking up to FATE, and finally reaching home.
Even though she reached home today, but -
“आज वो फूल मुरझा गया |
अपनी शाखाओं से जुदा हो गया
अपनी जड़ों को खुद काट गया | “
