She🖤
Heyy folks! Gonna compose a poem for the very first start! Who is her. Surrounded by colours Dark within. She acts normal. Is ignored. As usual A distant smile That doesn’t reach her eyes Who notices? Only I , who is her. Rain drop fall Giving solace to her tears. Of utter exhaustion And resignation. With each passing year She falls and gets up Dusting away. Despondency. Only to plunge again Into the cycle of ups and downs. Wearing fresher clothes Ready to get spoiled. After all, what Is life? If not for these happenings, Of loss and beginnings and Of risks and ventures. She has to welcome All that comes her way Who will tell her? If not for I, who is her. ✌🏻✌🏻Keep supporting till the next feed.. Love love Sai Sriya