Where Thy Fault..?

Swati Suman
2 min readApr 15, 2020

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Prose : SUSPENSE — FAULTS — ANSWERS..!
Find Out The Tale To The Above

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Everything alright and fine
For I thought the road of my Life was simple and well-defined
As the laying principles were of mine..

Life was like a blooming spring
Dew drops on grass like pearl with wings
Clouds holding me with wide open arms
Moonlit night made me silent and calm..

Smile was always with me like my shadow
Even at the clocks when I was withered with sorrow
Showering sprinkling happiness
Was the goal tied with my Life which I followed..

Sometimes in giving happiness and in doing so
Season of autumn condemned my path to swallow
Then my soul dozed off by asking
Where Thy Fault which I followed..?

For making others glorious and delight
Hastened me for a couple of times to cry
Contemplating to myself I raise a question
Where Thy Fault
And Is it only I..?

Do evils follow your happiness sight..?
Do people clutch with negative one’s tight..?
Do hope and trust merely fall like a kite..?
Where Thy Fault
Where does the answer lie..?

The answers I feel remains undefined
Sometimes silent
Many-a-times a reflection within self
As the arena we are living in is not as simple as a penny and a coin..

Some of the species here are much obsessed
Persisting to their only self
And ingrained wholly as self-possessed
Trust in these times has become a lost card
Losing its value farther and miles apart..

As I think more and more
Realities are Dawn and forecast
So young and gentle souls in hearts of hearts
If any a time you encounter Where Thy Fault in your path
Instead of grumbling your head over these aghast
Be the best version of yourself
Independent as a Whole with Life being your affectionate part..

Leaving behind Where Thy Fault
Chuck it off as a string which lacked music in it’s chords..
With the time fleeting by
There still lies a better and brighter forecast
For always nagging over Where Thy Fault
The solution to the question
Somewhere lies after a screeching halt
Always bright, Always shiny with a Pinch Of Salt..!

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Swati Suman
Swati Suman

Written by Swati Suman

In the rhythm of words, I try to unfold life. Thoughtful expressions in Philosophy, Science, Humanities. Compassion above All. Email: swatis.writes@gmail.com

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