By Sneha Turakhia
The last time I cried?
Was when I died!
You must think I've lost my mind!
Here I am writing these lines.
The girl who played all day in the mud,
Came home only when mom made a fuss!
The girl who smiled from sunrise to sunset,
Was told that she was the happiest human one has met!
The girl who went all out to help ,
Was on her toes when her mates needed her , she felt!
The girl who hadn't seen pain!
She saw the world through the rose tinted glass frame!
The girl whose innocence was a feast to many eyes;
Never was burdened knowing the hurt of lies.
She is the one who died!
Now she has nowhere to confide.
Minces her words so others are comfortable;
Buries her pain so others feel fine!
Quietly she burns her desires:
So others don't feel the fires.
Smiles in a crowd but feebly cries
In her lonely heart,Â
she wails behind the chirpy disguise!
The last time I cried
Was when that little girl died.
By Sneha Turakhia
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