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Poem : A Conflict.

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A Conflict He wore his white coat Took his equipments , folders - files and was ready to go. My keening tore into an otherwise silent room. He was not ready to listen I knelt at his feet and begged him to stay. "Don't endanger your life dear How will I live without you? " He cared for me but was left with no other choice. It was his responsibility. He clung to his decision. Did family mean nothing to him ?        Had his love for us faded? He wiped off my tears and said , "I know the depth of your love. Believe me , I love you even more but , There are thousands of lives looking up to me. My foremost responsibility is to serve them. Work is my worship. I can't silently shudder. Don't ask me to demur , darling. I'll never forgive myself - let alone the burden of guilt on my shoulders. " Everything he said made no sense to me. My emotions overpowered my intelligence I watched him silently walking past me : Helpless hapless , los...
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Together Forever She touched me with her gaze , kissed me with her eyes. She was my blazing fire She gazed my soul and the wax in me melted. She was glowing and I was melting. My wounds were melting I was getting healed. She was here , not to give me any pain She simply tried to pacify , my heart , my soul and me as a whole. She knew when I will be  entirely melted The fire of her will be extinguished No her and no I Then we will be together In an unknown world , serene and beautiful. - Sakshi Arora @rarebird
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Not an unusual day The alarm rang at five Drowsily , she rubbed the eyes. Trying hard to leave the bed Limping like a zombie , dead. She woke up to the blanket of darkness Unwilling to move that day , I guess. The world around was still asleep For her , the morning was a bit bleak. She knew , she had no time to be meek. Furbishing herself , she tightened up her belt Tied up to the chores , she usually dealt. Finishing her work ,  drained , she felt. With aching body , that haggard lady Glossed herself and got ready. She reached her work place , engaged in her work " How are you so perfect madam? ", complimented a clerk. Screaming , Screeching , Struggling , inside She genuinely , passed a twinkling smile. Confidently , she presented her slides Excellent ! The boss replied. Tired soul ,  back to her place Greeted everyone with a smiling face. The day was hard , she was in pain Resting thoughts , all in vain. People at home were waiting for food She ...
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When she was loved She found a true lover One , who saw beauty in her. Not a wild beauty to be hunted. The beauty that was serene. It was as calm as the evening wind - Wind which gathers up like sleeping flowers. She was no more a body to be played with. She became a soul that was loved  and caressed. This time she was not brought to be disrobed. She was brought from the life of poverty and dressed up. Both her body and soul were tormented by curs. He touched her wounds to heal them. He kissed those scars and loved them with his heart. She felt alive. Her worn outs were decorated with love poetries. Her name was spilled over those verses. She never lived in a brothel again She lived in a temple Temple of his heart , where she was prayed. She was not a lady of the evening anymore She became the lady of his heart. -Sakshi Arora #Rare Bird
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