How I Am ::: Stefanile Triadic Sonnet
Like rest, I too wanted to be happy
that sincere heartfelt wish over years grew
But, he has deserted, moved on gladly.
I was confident to be able to
present myself as an ever smiling
young woman brimming with joy, and shining
too, enjoying abundant happiness;
hidden nicely, none knows what gets into
my mind; how I mask deep anguish anew;
They witness my contentment, wittiness.
My smiling through eyes is completely fake.
Never thought I'd meet him in hall; Oh! Lord
as he asked, 'how I'm', couldn't hold tears, just shake
my head tried to move; I wept, hope none heard.
~X~X~X~
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