white lining............
She was walking to and fro
Accepting the harsh reality
She got a heart, filled with pain and sorrow
So ,she was not in the mind of brutality....
Having a depressed state of mind
She was weaving the days of her life
Ans as she was far from her family ties
So,she sometimes wept and cried..
She was wearing a frayed white dress
Which had a mark of passing time
As she was herself ,witness of her life
She considered life as a waning chime...
She had no heed of wordly affairs
which has different human behaviours
Among them whom she loved
who were loving and honest..
This were the qualities ,she considered the best..
She always thought What is life??
But she herself answered;
'A mere pot of success and desires'
which always remains as 'Hope'
Like her life which only had a SPIRITUAL EXISTENCE.......
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