Making it a Story of an Unheard

Her eyes glazed with tears
She cried for a whole new world
To rise up within her periscope
of a window about waters..

Her jugular ways
straying and  avoiding the pain
of seeing her angst come to naught
in a threshold of a maze
of ridden sorrow.

Over the years she's known
some days are bleak while others show your glee
and waken the fire in you,
Over the hours she's lived
she's seen joys uplift and cries gone unheeded
making it a story
of an unheard.

-shobana-

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