The Free verse of Prosody

                           Save the Maid
With the busy market
I pass my way through jungle
With a hope,something good
due to reflection of my bad mood

I was amazed to behold at
A crazy maid
at top of hill
about to kill herself
jumping over the hard rocks

To save her life i tried my best
but i missed my way ,like bird without a nest
I get rolled,and  collide with hard rock
I was wounded and about to die
She heard my Bellow and fells my pain
Finally  she  express her Bemoan
She return back away,with a new Plan.
                                                                                     sudip Adhikari
                                                                                      2068-2-5