A cliff

once upon a time

standing high with you

i was taken to a cliff

and was pushed down

by you with the help of your band…

nothing left to hold on

but an extending hand 

midway, i could hold

only to get pushed further down…

crushed to pieces when hit the hard ground

found myself alive

destined to survive

slim chances to revive…

the pain spilled

i quilled

and rebuild

myself on the heap of my write…

now i am standing high


safer and better

at my own….

now you are being thrown

hanging at the same cliff

by the same people

who helped you once to push me

should i offer my hand 

or quietly bestand 

or join the band?


Written By Jayantee Share

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