By Kaviranjini V
Too much I gave, only the least I expected,
But in the end, I received nothing other than disappointment.
I fretted over the feelings of others
While caring little about my own.
Wanting to stop the process,
But only failure had been the result.
I struggled to break free,
Yet found myself trapped in a cycle of despair.
Each effort met with resistance,
Leaving me feeling powerless and alone.
But within this darkness,
A glimmer of hope, a whisper of possibility,
That one day I would find a person
Who prioritizes my own well-being
And break free from this cycle of despair.
I traversed the globe in a quest for that person.
Weary, upon my bed, I lay to see
A soul so pure, kind, and free,
Placing my joy before her decree.
With wavy locks and eyes like night,
Adorned with marks, yet gleaming bright,
In her, I beheld a radiant light,
A vision of beauty, a captivating sight.
In her, I found solace, peace, and class.
And there I was,
Gazing upon my own reflection in the mirror.