Lost and Found

By Srija Bagani

Shattered, Crying, and Screaming

Always wondering if or not she is dreaming

But everytime she opens her eyes

It's only to find herself trapped in something wise. 

She keeps on asking and wondering

Are these meant to be? 

But the constant silence dissapoints her plundering

For the truth she had been seeking. 

Who she is, What she is, and Why she is

Continues to poke her, 

Hunting for the response have now become a disease

Which is making her vision go blur. 

All that she needs 

Is a ray of hope

Someone to feed, 

Someone to help her cope. 

Surrounded by a mirror reflecting people who could help, 

She can see no one except herself. 

This is the moment she pulled her socks up

To get alienated from those who caused her a hiccup. 

Her personality is no more prone to fatality, 

The haunting questions are now solved. 

Neither the world nor any of it's causality, 

Can ever make her feel locked. 

Now that she is an epitome of individuality, 

The world bends down to her. 

Her soul whispers in her ears, 

That dear, it's now time to flip ur hair. 

By Srija Bagani