Shattered, broken, alone and torn,
She had no one she could call her own.
Like every girl's wish,
She wanted someone in her life,
Someone who could make living a bliss.
However life plays it's cruel games,
And often are the stars blamed.
Internet was the easiest source of escape,
Chatting did she begin and people did talk,
Everywhere she took her phone,
College, cafes or long walks.
Because he was there inside the phone,
Making her life beautiful which was otherwise torn.
Everyday did they chat,
Little by little her love did enact.
Finally she thought she had found a friend,
She let her heart out, let it unbend.
Days and nights, evenings and morns,
With him, her life seemed devoid of its cons.
Finally reality was better than her books,
Make up did she apply to enhance her looks.
A total stranger was now a crush,
She opened her heart to him- in trains, walks or in the bus.
In her dark sky she had found a twinkling star,
Someone with whom she could spend several hours.
Someone for whom did beat her heart,
Someone who was now her life's part.
He came so close and yet was so far,
Divided by borders but joined by trust,
She thought maybe her love wouldn't turn into dust.
Finally one day to him did she say,
That he had helped her revive,
He alone was the reason she survived.
Her heart jumped and played,
She expected to be loved back, to be talked to everyday.
Her chat message was seen,
With a hopeful heart towards the wall she leaned.
Waiting patiently at her phone she looked,
On his profile picture her eyes were hooked.
But just like seasons change,
Just like secrets are deceptively exchanged.
Little did she know that her only friend,
Would break her heart and mark it's end.
Because then to her horror she was blocked,
Her opened heart was now again locked.
With tears streaming down her beautiful face,
She was lost forever in a lonely maze.
How she wished to get him back,
How she wanted the warmth she lacked.
But like the games destiny plays,
It always has it's agonizing ways.
The girl blamed her stars, and in her loss,
She cried for days, unable to forget her remorse.
Because finally she had learnt one thing,
She was a bird with caged wings.
And now the girl so broken and torn,
Would never call anyone her own.
After all, life has it's flaws,
Even Santa comes with his clause.
~'~
This poem is not personally directed towards anyone.