In a quiet home, her heart lay still,
She is a lively and captive soul,
Bound by a strong will...
She always wears a smile,
Yet has a list of sorrows deep inside,
Her lonely whispers longed to hide...
All the vows she took, she kept them true,
Yet warmth and love felt far and few...
Her world was very dim, her spirit worn,
A silent and suffering ache each night till dawn...
But then one day,
A voice returned...
A voice very known...
An old flame that burned...
An old connection which got faded but was kind...
That stirred the echoes in her mind...
Distant, but he spoke of dreams,
Of words and songs once shared...
Of old carefree days when hearts once dared...
His love was gentle, pure, and light,
Brought a melody that soothed her night...
But... a guilt arrested her heart in chains,
God knows whether it was loving words or care which brought silent pains...
She loved her world Kashi,
Her home, her family,
Yet felt so torn...
She was not eating,
Was terrified, finding joy or a sin once sworn...
Questioning joy in a sin or a promise once sworn...
From another world,
A voice told her heart to hush and sleep...
But in her soul, the pain grew deep...
For all she sought was a little happiness and peace,
She has not broken any vows or her love's keep...
They both found themselves between two skies,
With teary eyes, stained cheeks, and heavy eyes...
Two hearts felt that ache for what feels right,
They both wept and hearts bled in shadows of the night...
I am praying for her strength...
For some peace to stay...
To find her smile in most honest ways...
And as the loving melody softly plays...
She hopes her love for the family grows swiftly...
And all her troubles got ridden driftly...
Man kar raha hai ki kisi nashe mein doob jaun...
Tere muskurahaton ke liye mar jaun...
Ye deewanapan na to dekha hai na hi kabhi dikhega...
Ek purana pyaar mila hai mushkil se,
Kahan ab aur kisi se dil lagega...
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