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Cries of a tormented soul....

The vicinity slumbered in a blanket of lull,
And a streak of silver moonlight entered her room....
But she didn't slumber.
Crouching at a corner of the bed,
She snivelled..
Harrowing,dismal memories painted pale tints-
In the canvas of her life..
Words forgotten,
Promises dwindled away..
Moist were her ravishing eyes,
Her gorgeous tresses dishevelled...
She carried with her a fragmented heart,
Void of affection,
For there was no one to console her..
Dreams pulverized,
Rapture purloined perpetually..
A solitary life lay ahead of her,
With poignancy for her company..
She wailed in twinge that she couldn't brook..
Pining for what was snatched away from her,
Yet knowing it was impossible.
Still she moved on,
Decorating her heart's showcase-
With sojourn,beguiling memories of the past ..