That soft ambience.
Some glitters, some lives.
Claps and laughter.
The warmth inside this room,
Though the world seems frozen!
Everyone is smiling.
She sees no sorrow in their eyes.
Probably, they too are good,
In veiling them.
She ponders.
Again claps the crowd
And laughs every corner.
She tries floating with the waves.
Claps and fails.
Laughs and fails.
Barely an eye notices.
The roots are deep in her.
She has concealed,
Enough.
Between the mocking walls.
She had spent-
Years of nights awake!
And as the dawn slides,
She pretends.
Pretends to be the shine.
While the dark engulfs her from within.
And the night appears!
When the silence of night whispers,
'You concealed it well today,
Just do it one more day again.'
And the days kept on being added.
Her smiles veil it well,
For the years gone.
And her stories remained,
Within her...
Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel 'Hridayaninadini'
