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i am
the halls are crowded,
happy faces rushing to and fro,
laughing and giggling fills the air,
covering there mouths,
to hide there whispers,
though she can hear them fine.
looking,
pointing,
at a girl,
a swollen belly,
a frown,
forever stitched to her face.
minimum acknowledgements,
a simple congratulations,
or a
can i feel it?
whens it due?
the sympathy means nothing in her eyes,
could it take the pain away?
could it make her loved again?
could it give her a home?
so relentlessly,
she pushes onward, one more day.
one day to late,
for a girl
with her mistake.
happy faces rushing to and fro,
laughing and giggling fills the air,
covering there mouths,
to hide there whispers,
though she can hear them fine.
looking,
pointing,
at a girl,
a swollen belly,
a frown,
forever stitched to her face.
minimum acknowledgements,
a simple congratulations,
or a
can i feel it?
whens it due?
the sympathy means nothing in her eyes,
could it take the pain away?
could it make her loved again?
could it give her a home?
so relentlessly,
she pushes onward, one more day.
one day to late,
for a girl
with her mistake.
Published 18th Jul 2012
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18th Jul 2012 1:14pm
Hi gal, you are pregnant. This is another season giving you a reason to re-create your life and with hope, faith and love you have every reason to live your life...
There are seasons in life
Giving reasons to live
Each driven by an unavoidable change
Where hopes and expectations sometimes get shattered
Due to lack of experience or experiment went wrong
In all the seasons there are the old and the new,
It’s a never ending circle of life
Finding it Merciful or malicious...
Depends on how you accept change
Between the old and the new there is a space of uncertainty
Where we easily get lost
But through faith, hope and love we easily get found.
There are seasons in life
Giving reasons to live
Each driven by an unavoidable change
Where hopes and expectations sometimes get shattered
Due to lack of experience or experiment went wrong
In all the seasons there are the old and the new,
It’s a never ending circle of life
Finding it Merciful or malicious...
Depends on how you accept change
Between the old and the new there is a space of uncertainty
Where we easily get lost
But through faith, hope and love we easily get found.
18th Jul 2012 7:34pm
