This English poem highlights the deep thoughts of a female writer in which she got some motivated Guides due to her inner zeal.
Deeper under the Ground ,
I lost all verbal sound ,
just remain with my thoughts ,
that makes me bound ,
to write something deep ,
so that i may creep,
to climb on a wall,
that is very near to my fame of hall.
I got recognized ,
as an insane bride ,
whose groom left her ,
on Her lovely wedding night.
She screamed for some help ,
to overcome from her bed ,
but no one came inside ,
as she was an Indian Bride.
And after some days ,
She came with a grace ,
as She was deeply under meditation ,
that helped her for satisfaction.
so the same Here I tried ,
In a lonely night.....
When I wrote something from inside ,
and got many motivated Guides.
Deeper under the Ground ,
I lost all verbal sound ,
just remain with my thoughts ,
that makes me bound ,
to write something deep ,
so that i may creep,
to climb on a wall,
that is very near to my fame of hall.
I got recognized ,
as an insane bride ,
whose groom left her ,
on Her lovely wedding night.
She screamed for some help ,
to overcome from her bed ,
but no one came inside ,
as she was an Indian Bride.
And after some days ,
She came with a grace ,
as She was deeply under meditation ,
that helped her for satisfaction.
so the same Here I tried ,
In a lonely night.....
When I wrote something from inside ,
and got many motivated Guides.
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