Inevitable thunders
A heart that beats and throbs,
could be squeezed and stopped.
Plight of unrequited love,
where one dies of deprivation,
the other could never feel the felicitation.
The inevitable it was,
for the latter never knew that the world was on sleeves for him,
where the prior burnt down for committing love was a sin.
Where the heart was touched by another scent,
so there wasn't a reason to turn for any other glint.
But how come was she at fault?
her oblivious heart went through assault.

© bhavya_sheisvintage