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Its a lesson! A tale of my teen,
‘Life is beautiful more than a dream',
Each moment I thought of him,
Without his thought, there wasn’t a dream,
secret love he was, a treasure of mine.
this dream too had an end,
I was the one to see it break,
Innocent faith was to shake,
Cried whole day I wept through night,
stars weren’t out then, moon not in sight
I cried, for my heart was broken,
deeply hurt, my faith too shaken
Hurt and burnt I knelt,
I shouldn’t be alive, I felt
A hand patted my back, I slept with my eyes wet,
Never,
never again, I wanted to awake
A fresh day then began, sun shone bright
A knock on door woke me,
forgotten about last night.
My mom was there to see me cheer,
hid in her eyes, I saw her only tear..
I never thought of her, everyday fought with her
She was there hiding her tear,
she was there to see me cheer,
She was a Good Mother, and me ? Only bad daughter.
She brought me to life, gave me a heart,
Oh My heart !, broken it was, but beating,
I cried for it, wanted to end my life, still it was beating,
it kept on beating to keep me alive,
to let me cry but wanted me to live,
heart that taught me a lesson, heart that changed me then,
care for those who care for you,
like some heart, that beats only for you.
I share my love to those who love me,
like I love my heart that beats for me.
my heart had me taught, a hard lesson it was,
So
nay I hurt any one, nay I speak harsh,
nay I fight, nay people I scoff at,
coz who knows,
some heart may not beat, once broken,
some faith won't reborn, once shaken
A lesson it is , a tale of my teen,
Remember "life is beautiful, more than a dream".
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