Wednesday, 24 June 2015

A Birthday Gift

She held the door knob,and smiled at herself,
Her expectations had shattered
When she entered the room
Her black khol smudged slowly,
As she enetered the room......
She felt empty, as she flew into nothingness..
Pieces of her heart and soul now drenched in blood,
Rested on the floor, cold as winter
And her only world..
Together MOVED AND STOPPED....!!!
She was horrified.
The gift in her hands crashed to the ground..
When she saw her daughter hanging from the ceiling....
She was still. It was Midnight.


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