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With her back with the wall,
Head tilted back ,chin high, she gazed at the ceiling,
Mouth open , she could see her father’s message and face painted clear .
She traced her journey back in her memory,
Where has she come,
From where,
From whom to whom, all in trust,
Her beginning had ended,
Her “destination” had left its marks on her throat already,
Walls that had echoed her calls, now how her two-day stay becomes the talk of those walls,
How can the walls be so deafening, she wondered,
Where are the absorbing ones,
She couldn’t tell her battles,
She couldn’t tell whom to tell, she was not supposed to,
Or all sophistication will be lost, means she would fall from the box.
She kept looking, now her legs were pulled,
She fell, she felt her fall
She kept looking at her father, her home and all her childhood in the ceiling,
Her eyes were tired, her mind still in the turmoil,
“What was my destination, why this war and why this never ends?”, she only thought,
didn’t question,
Her sockets bulged out in longing, her heart darkened by broken trust,
She could see no welcoming hands, she closed her mouth shut, that was prone to be questioned,
Their was end at every move,
She, was made to realise,
She closed the out-lost eyes, and lowered her head ,
With her hand on her heart, no one knows there is a war!
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