Little does she know
It will end before it will start;
Little does she know
It will leave cracks in her heart;
Little does she know
The traditions always die down slowly;
Little does she know
it's still a knot, even it is holy;
Little does she know
Wounds are always scraped more;
Little does she know
every person is nothing but a voyeur;
Little does she know
this game always ends in deadlock;
Little does she know
she is not part of the flock;
Little does she know
There is nowhere to hide forever;
Little does she know
her pain has surrounded her;
Little does she know
She stopped feeling somehow;
Little does she know
The smiles are all phony;
Little does she know
You always end up lonely.
Photo by Cristian Newman on Unsplash
This post is in response to the daily prompt Conversant
Published by Megha's World
I’m a mother of a smart and energetic seven-year-old. I started expressing myself creatively since the last two years. Since then I have been continuously inspired by events in my life and around me which has helped me in penning my thoughts.
I’m an avid reader, loves to sing, an ardent lover of poetry and sometimes can scribble few lines too. Loves to dance in the rain, have an undying love for nature, can watch the beautiful sunset for hours. Love to kiss and hug my loved ones.
I have worked in the IT field for almost a decade as a manager, worked crazy hours and traveled around the world. In that busy schedule, I never got the time to creatively express my thoughts. Now every time I finish a poem, free verse anything it fills me with so much happiness and excitement and a feeling to have created something of my own. I’m planning to post at least one creation of mine weekly.
Lastly, a million thanks to all who visit, like or follow my tiny bits of creation.
Every time you do that, I get to know one more beautiful person in my life and get the chance to see their creation too.
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Heartfelt pain. Beautifuly expressed.
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Thanks Paul.
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You’re very welcome. 🙂
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Deep. Read it once all the way through and then again skipping the “little does she know” lines and it was even more powerful. Very nice. 👌
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Thanks for reading with a new perspective.Its an old poem when I was more driven in repeating lines.
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Love it.
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The poem speaks for a multitude of people!
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Yes so glad you could relate.Thanks for commenting
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Little did she know!
You’re Best! 👏👏👏
Beautiful Potray!
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Thanks so much.You made me smile.
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Awww
… Glad!
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I saw a lot of articles on daily prompt today. This is my favorite.
Well done, Megha.
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Thanks Ankit.An old poem I used to repeat lines.
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🙂
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Really deep
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Thanks Neemat.
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sad and lovely….
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Thanks so much Penny.
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Thanks my friend.
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very deep and sad …
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Thanks Kate
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Tragic tone, yet compelling. I want to know more about her.
Such an emotional paintbrush you grasp my dear; such colours ❤️
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One of my earlier poems..when I had this habit of repeating lines.Glad you liked it Diana.
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Wow
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Thanks Radha
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You’re welcome 💕
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Why so sad Megha. Written beautifully though
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Thanks Shantanu.Lufe is a roller coaster there are times when you are riding low.Ain’t we all?
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It is and we all do. Hope all is well
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Yes it will.
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Great. Keep smiling. God speed
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Thanks so much, Shantanu.
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🤗
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks dear friend for sharing.
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