She was strong
She did not listen
Strength persisted
Till the argument was incomplete
Once over
It was like a ship
With punctured sails
Winds Could not carry
What was, an abandoned
Anchor
Don’t regret
Don’t dissipate
A big sea ahead
No sails
Wind too rough
Just swim
Till broken planks
Of the ship sail you through
…..
Broken planks
Are useful
Some times
…..
Waiting for a full
Ship
In turbulent waters
With
Punctured sails
Is like denying
The mission
To rescue a
Lost soul
……..