Someone said, ending one’s own life is
a mere act of cowardice
How can I tag a girl who simultaneously puts down her pen and her nerve,
for her family’s revival
Revival from the wild fire lit by her
Started as a flame,it rapidly grew
Her sins were it’s oxygen
Her tears were it’s heat
Cousins, friends and well-wishers were a fire brigade
tiring hard to put it off…
-To their awe it regrew every time
She decided.
If she were the spark then she must put an end
THE END.
Her body – the ash and Her soul – the smoke
This is neither bravery nor sacrifice, but
