Reviving Her Hope...

Archisha Vedha

The hazy sky with it's twinkling lamp,

With the clouds raining her tears;

The earth all moist and damp,

Along with her anxiety and fear.

Her face studded with bruises,

Her hair ripped apart;

And faced with all the brutal abuses,

Her world suddenly seemed to part.

With her aching body and a drop of courage,

She took a frail step forward;

Fearing another mortal haemorrhage,

And her hopes and heart slaughtered.

And as she cried, as she bled,

Among her despair and gloom;

A divine hand stretched ahead,

Reviving in her, life, a second bloom.

The heartbreak she faced,

The faith she lost in humanity;

All were restored,

By a benign person's sanity.

This was not a fable, nor a tale,

It was the infamous truth of time;

It was a cry of helplessness and ail,

And a laughter yet to chime.