FADING
I can see her fading as beam to dusk,
I can see her beauty perishing what she completely owes,
How lame this world seems to be,
I can see the darkness creating walls around her,
I can see the emptiness inside her heart,
I can see her fading as beam to dusk.

Impassionate as no dreams she saw,
Lamenting upon what is gone,
I asked about what's her fault,
Like an infant she began to cry,
Hopeless ,Aimless all she appeared ,
Later replied - now the load of love she could never bear.

Next I found her Peeping from that little hole of hope ,
Trying to grab her spirit of life back,
The sparkle of this glossy world which she was used to once,
Now peeking her eyes so sharp,
I can see the fear as on touch tortoise feels near its shell,
Like a paralysed soul again she fell ,
I can still see her roots embedded to the same old land,
I can see her shattered soul lying on the ground,
Again I can see her hiding herself just like a coffin in a graveyard ,
Yes i can see her fading as beam to dusk.

~Shruti Rastogi~

- Shruti