{"id":1403,"date":"2015-10-29T13:55:54","date_gmt":"2015-10-29T08:25:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writing-geeks.com\/?p=1403"},"modified":"2015-10-29T13:55:54","modified_gmt":"2015-10-29T08:25:54","slug":"the-ballad-of-a-resurrected-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writinggeeks.in\/blog\/the-ballad-of-a-resurrected-love\/","title":{"rendered":"The Ballad Of A Resurrected Love"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #0099ff;\">The Ballad Of A Resurrected Love<br \/>\n&#8211; Divya P.S. Rawat<br \/>\n<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>To resurrect the love in a broken heart, once came a lover so smart<br \/>\nEmerged an appeal from the broken heart<br \/>\nIt pleaded to let it be in peace in pieces<br \/>\nBut the lover inexhaustibly used his wooing art.<\/p>\n<p>Day and night, he expressed; he impressed<br \/>\nTo put the broken pieces back, he tried his best<br \/>\nThe broken heart was reluctant<br \/>\nBut it kneeled at destiny&#8217;s behest.<\/p>\n<p>Then a day came, on the arid land, it rained<br \/>\nThe ardent lover won the game<br \/>\nThe broken heart was mended<br \/>\nIt took a form of a romantic dame.<\/p>\n<p>Days turned rosy, dame in lover&#8217;s arm felt cozy<br \/>\nIn the air, there scattered the romance<br \/>\nAnd two souls united under the stars<br \/>\nBut that all was planned, nothing was left to chance.<\/p>\n<p>Aim was achieved, unfolded something dame hadn&#8217;t perceived<br \/>\nOut of habit, the lover got bored<br \/>\nThe season of love turned blue<br \/>\nThe dame shattered, losing him she couldn&#8217;t afford.<\/p>\n<p>The lover left, to dame&#8217;s wailing he acted deaf<br \/>\nNothing was left to mend<br \/>\nOnce in pieces, the broken heart turned into ashes<br \/>\nLove, life and romance for ever came to an end.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong><span style=\"color: #0099ff;\">About Divya<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/writing-geeks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/rawat.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-1404 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/writing-geeks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/rawat-150x150.jpg?resize=83%2C83\" alt=\"rawat\" width=\"83\" height=\"83\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/writinggeeks.in\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/rawat.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/writinggeeks.in\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/rawat.jpg?resize=480%2C483&amp;ssl=1 480w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/writinggeeks.in\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/rawat.jpg?resize=210%2C210&amp;ssl=1 210w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 83px) 100vw, 83px\" \/><\/a>Divya P.S. Rawat is a Post-graduate in English Literature and a teacher by profession. She is an avid reader and\u00a0 loves to read romance novels and poetry. She has also contributed\u00a0 a poem to a poetry anthology &#8216;Melody of Life&#8217;.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Ballad Of A Resurrected Love &#8211; Divya P.S. Rawat &nbsp; To resurrect the love in a broken heart, once came a lover so smart Emerged an appeal from the broken heart It pleaded to let it be in peace in pieces But the lover inexhaustibly used his wooing art. 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