The Sita in Me, walked me out

by MeeraMayaa

Tears rolled down
creating yet another ocean.
The love evaporated,
decreasing the Oxygen in the air.

I fell down,
not like an autum leaf
But like that tree,
losing the grip of the roots .

Standing at the edge
attempting to jump-off
But the little reflection
pulled me back.

Enough said the
The Sita in me and
move on said the Draupadi in mind!
And they walked me out!

Here am at the exit door,
creating a new journey.
The pearls from my tears

speaking the pages of my life!

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