Girl tale.... FAHEEMA AMIN

Girl tale....

FAHEEMA AMIN

(The one who loved me,

 across the window pane)

"Through the window i would peep,

A heart stuffed with love so deep.

Built to shower this love and care,

I learnt its weak to shed a tear.

I showed up as a blossom of rose,

I learnt its a barren land to pose.

My look, my charm not my belief.

I turn the bride of an autumn leaf,

I gracefully carry my heavy load,

But trending is  'The survival mode.'

World carries ruins of my beauty,

Crushed & smashed,

 you call me pretty???"

The one who loved me,

 across the window pane..

Is just an empty cup,

Sipping in every pain.

(Er. Faheema Amin is an Electrical Engineering graduate from the National Institute of Technology, Srinagar, and a gold medalist for academic excellence. Alongside her professional work, she nurtures a passion for writing and poetry, with contributions to various magazines. Her work reflects clarity, simplicity, and a thoughtful exploration of human themes)