Traveller✨

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I asked her, how she felt

With drowning water, was she dwelled?

With everyone around, was she one of them?

Behind her glorious eyes, was she hiding any pain?

With a smiling face, did she really smiled?

With a deadly soul, why she was even alive?

I asked her once again, is she really alive or is possessed by her fears?

She smiled at me with teary eyes;

She came close to me and hugged me tight.

I questioned her twice or thrice,

Was she really fine or sorrow has drenched her life?

•~•

Well, I am not at all interested in swallowing the pain, 

I would rather choose to die than this agonizing slow death.

Hope is what has gathered my strength,

The part of me still wants her best,

Even I want my life with no stress and grief, she said.

•~•

I cleared my throat but failed to enunciate.

She thanked me politely and waved me goodbye.

I stopped her to ask who she really was?

Hearing my question "traveller" she said.

Yes, maybe she was "traveller", travelling in search of a happy life or maybe peaceful death.