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Once there was a lonely girl,
dejected by the people she loved,
began to live in isolation.
Made friends with birds and bees.

One day she found a human friend,
who brought her back to the real world.
There,she found a treasure -
It made her happy again.

She was living joyfully once more,
with her new found treasure.  
But her happiness was short- lived.
In her solitude she refused
to take care of herself.

Now her body has turned fragile.
She knows her heart could stop anytime.
All she could think of now
was about her new found treasure.

What will happen to it after she was gone ?
So she asked her friend
the only person she trusted.

She offered him her treasure
hoping he would keep it safe
but her offer was turned down
for it was not his to keep.

With a broken heart
she went back to her old friends
stayed there till her final breath.

And the treasure she once held so dear
turned to dust in time.
Part by part
you tore me apart.
Now you ask,
have I killed you
gently enough?
As the day broke,
I took a walk through
the trail in a forest.
The golden rays of the sun
penetrated through the thick canopies.
The soft sound of a cascading brook,
broke the silence of tranquility.
A little walk downwards,
as I followed the sound,
I found
a beautiful waterfall in all its glory
as if it had been waiting for me,
a beautiful, serene picture
to capture in memory.
Like a dream
you came to my life.
Your eyes sparkled like stars
in the dazzling sunlight
as you looked at me.
Your smile, ever so gentle-
Oh, how you smiled at me.
That was the moment
love touched me.
Politics create barriers.

Art builds bridges.
If I were to leave tomorrow,
would you ever remember me?
would you visit my grave -
Is that how you'd remember me?
Or would you turn me
into a poem of yours,
and keep me alive through you?
What was once a beautiful bond
is now broken.
What's left is a shattered heart.
Anxiety fills my thoughts all day,
keeps me awake all night.
Once a beautiful dream
now turned to a nightmare.

I look for peace
nowhere to be found.
How do I mend
the broken bond?
Everything feels so lost -
waiting for a ray of hope.
Why don't the heart and mind
speak the same language?

Is it because-

the mind matures
and
the heart remains a child?
A shelter in your heart I seek,  
to hide from all the miseries and grief.
I will wait for the day
when you reopen your heart for me.
The people we meet in life
always stay with us -
some as beautiful memories,
and
some as ugly scars.
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