People

By Yashti Agarwal

They don't care for her

But want to blabber everywhere.

Teachers laud her

But they showed no emotions.

No matter how broken the soul is

She plastered the grin on her phiz.

No warmth

She was all alone

With a cold fond.

With tired eyes

She again sat there

Listening to them degrading her.

No words left her mouth

Optics want to bawl out.

Without anything she left

Hoping for betterment.

'What will be her future?'

'Will she get out of this dungeon?'

With no refute

She dripped into an ocean of mute,

Is this how she'll execute?

By Yashti Agarwal