Broken slipper
Broken slipper
A fiction poetry. She dared to walk even when people laughed because she cared to go home.
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| Photo by Tyler Nix on Unsplash |
A day before
A girl full of allureWalking down the streets
After a tasty treat
Enjoying the walk
Alone was the talk
Her legs stumbled
Her slippers crumbled
Alone was the talk
Her legs stumbled
Her slippers crumbled
There she saw her one slipper broke
It was hard to walk
There was no talk
Feared that people would joke
It was hard to walk
There was no talk
Feared that people would joke
Stood under a tree
People did see
She thought and thought
Finally she was sought
People did see
She thought and thought
Finally she was sought
Dared to walk
Let me tell that it was a ramp walk
Let me tell that it was a ramp walk
With one slipper in hand
Bare footed, nowhere to stand.
Bare footed, nowhere to stand.
People did stare
But she didn't care
That strong was her dare
That particular moment she felt rare.
But she didn't care
That strong was her dare
That particular moment she felt rare.
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