Circle

She waited again,
This time it was a long one,
Silence was piercing, hands were numb,
Eyes were moist, hope was dying,
Heartache again?

So shortlived it was,
She couldn’t believe,
Just a few month old,
Full stop to her dreams,
Such is the worth,
Of  shallow love.

Departing another fairytale,
She picked up the pieces,
Why did she allow happiness,
Pierce through her walled palaces?

Again she will write,
Songs of sadness,
Again she will become,
Indifferent to people,
Again a mask,
To hide her emotions,
Again the circle,
Of upheaval emotions.