Unheard echoes

She got hurt,

yet refuses to show

Craves for love ,

hard to find one though

Surrounded by evils

with pretty good faces

Feigning sympathy,

in it who were aces

She wants to be heard ,

no one barely know

Wishes to put words

to those unheard echoes

She acts hard rock

yet tender to the inside

Once touched to core,

feelings tougher to hide

Hiding her tears,

putting all her ache aside

Does ever got to know

what's on her mind

They broke her heart ,

She left out unheard

Figure of generosity

she holds yet cursed

Why good ones can't get

the glory they hope

It's always that rogue

who owns the damn show

Countless being sold

for the bribe they've got

For the fame that's hollow

the sanity they've lost

They'll praise her warmth

pious heart someday

She'll never stop being good ,

come what may.

Name - Aatika Sartaj

Instagram username - s_a_r_t_a_j_0110

Bio - Myself Aatika Sartaj I am an undergraduate medical student in SNMC, Agra and I am a writer too who believes that words if molded in a perfect way can change someone's life and I am to here to share my very thoughts.