she sat, awaiting, for her long lost love to show up,
till the flowers all withered, didn't lose hope for once.
her sparkly eyes were no more shining,
her beating heart seemed still,
breath seemed to slow down,
and anxiety was her friend.
the flower of hope she held on tightly,
counting each petal while she spake "he'll be back soon, no he won't..."
and continued caressing the flower.
her bosoms forcing her to burn the flower now,
hoping that her love would return, refused straight away.
the flower, depicting her burning love,
started withering away,
lost hope, and was furious now,
that her love had not returned.
neglected she felt, forgotten she felt,
finally set the flower on fire,
and burnt it to ashes that showed her burning love,
©daksha.dax
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