Wednesday 27 April 2016

A hearth!

It's hard on my body
And I can't keep trying
This is not gonna work for long
It's only some time I'm buying

I get tired of feeling happy
I get tired of being hopeful
My face has to be happy
But my soul remains woeful 

But mother tells me it's the only way
That's the only solution to create my worth
I just have the deliver a boy
Whether I turn my body in a hearth!
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2 comments:

  1. Rohit Saxena2 May 2016 at 23:02

    You are a religious writer Pragya and I am surprised how do you get ideas to write almost every day.

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    1. Agent J3 May 2016 at 09:42

      Thanks Rohit! Even I don't know where they come from :) I am glad you follow and like it.

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