Uncried tears

The last traces of religious beliefs purged out as she decided it to be
But that glooming night, her neck bore back the rosary for whom to see?

Every boulder thrown at her, she let it fall on her, she let it hurt her,
She rose up from the debris.
She lived through it.

The bitter regrets that will never fade away,
The untold promises that will never be kept,
The uncried tears that will never be fathomed,
The kinship that the years will never bring…
She will live through it.

The hugs that comforted her,
The words that emboldened her,
The cries that soothed her,
Nothing can unfold the pain.
Nothing will assuage it to be the same.
She will live through it.

Other side of coin

Atop the rocky mountain, she stood with austere pleasure of achievement.
Facing the odds of a treacherous journey, she reached the pinnacle of glory.
Discombobulated in the myriad of words, she left her life to the toss of a coin.
The red carpet road was decided and she delusively zipped her bags to go off.
The dawns broke faster, the nights slept rapidly, the day to her fanciful life was jus tomorrow.
But all she saw was the gleaming pride of the man who carried her since her birth.
Somehow that made her flap her wings to the unwilling destination.
The indomitable drive shadowed, her ambition and excitement carried her across the sea.
The wondrous island mystified her and she was upheaved by the change.
Alas, the change took toll otherwise, between struggle of her acumen and heart’s call, only one thought ringed…
Why wasn’t it the other side of the coin??