A Love Story..

Through the thousands pieces of her heart

She sees the broken image of her soul

So pure and innocent she was

So naïve and noble she was

A girl fresh like a new rosebud

Unknown of the various vices and viles of this plastic world,

Smilingly she went into the brutal world,

 With her dreams laden eyes

With her little fantasy world.

 Once she met a young boy

Troubled and muddled was he in this world

Listening to all his worries, she became weak

“I will bring happiness back in his life” decided she

“I will make him love again” professed she.

Tiptoeing into his life, she pricked all the thorns

To make him happy, she sacrifised all her norms

She became his angel and he became her god.

Gradually their world became one.

Gradually they become one.

But one day came the lucifer,

Disguised in the name of wellwisher,

“I will kill the love between them”, planned he.

Whispered he in the ears of the boy “your love is not possible”

Murmered he in the dreams of the girl “your love is not pssible”

“maybe you are right”, thought the boy.

“you are a devil”, thought the girl

“I have sown the seeds of doubt my dear lady” said the devil

Laughing cunningly he coiled in the heart of the boy

Now all what the boy spoke was “our love is not possible.”

Everything came down shattering.

Their love , their dreams and their world.

All her prayers and tears and wailings failed.

As Gods became deaf to the breaking of her heart,

To the shattering of her dream

To the tattering of her soul

And now by the god’s grace.

All she is left with are the broken images of soul,

which once was so pure and innocent,

which once was so naïve and noble.