The Rosy Lanes

Don’t know what she hides from the world;
Her sulking eyes, fail to lie the looming downpour.
She takes all the pain and fakes a smile,
And fools her friends and shoos her friends with her guile.

All the while,
Carrying the hefty pile,
Of her rile;
Drown in her sorrow-vile.

And she pretends,
That she walks the rosy lanes.
But she shivers;
A fear rips her heart,
That she’ll be so left out.

Don’t know how fate can be so cruel;
No one knows, no one sees what she’s gone through.
They make fun of her behind her back;
And she takes with grace all the attacks.

Her lips are sealed;
And she never speaks,
Of her grief,
And she never heals.

And she pretends,
That she walks the rosy lanes.
But she shivers;
A fear rips her heart,
That she’ll be so left out.

And she silently bears them all;
All alone, at times, she cries by the wall.
But the pain never goes and she sinks in the skyfall.

And she pretends,
That she walks the rosy lanes.
But she shivers;
A fear rips her heart,
That she’ll be so left out.

~KMnO4

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