Million things surrounded her,
Rushing about and suffocating her.
One after the other, trapping her in,
Oh God! Please tell what was her sin?
Was it that she was too intellectual?
Reluctantly but followed every ritual.
Never did what her heart said,
Left it on others instead.
Everybody is trying to be everybody,
Yes she could guess that.
But it's resulting in a nobody,
Pray remind her that.
It's not her flaws, only her thoughts,
Cracked like a land of drought.
Arranged a rendezvous in the heaven sky,
Left to destiny the existence of God.
-Ishita Gupta
Thoughts Resonate 
Wow!! Love the strong imagery and the pronounced message!!
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Some great lines in here, love
“thoughts,
Cracked like a land of drought”. Sometimes, that’s exactly what our minds are like.
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Great how every poem, however far-fetched it might be, seems to have a message that is both crucial and inspiring.
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Thanks! That means a lot! And yes…every poem does have a hidden meaning behind it! Thanks for taking out time to read and comment!
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