Lifesick !
She hopes under twilight
While hugged by the darkside
She was born by day
But dies every night.
She hesitates to love
Yet the one falling at first,
Her men were the robbers
Robbed off her trust.
She cares like a romantic hero
Yet left as a villain being betrayed,
Her grave was visited by many
But none of them stayed.
Her smile, the gloomy rose
With the thorns being concealed,
Her body adorned with wounds
That dead side, yet not revealed.
The bird who loved the sky
Has got her wings cut,
Her door to freedom
Is weeping being shut.
The girl who used to watch birds
Is trapped inside her own cage,
The girl who was a fire
Has lost her rage.
She wanted to be the sun
But she has scars as moon,
They call her stone hearted
But she is a sand dune.
She craves to be a boat
To be lost in the emerald sea,
She wants to be the eagle
Powerful and free.
She does things right
But they always back fire,
Maybe we are correct sometimes
But our life turns into a liar.
She had seen a dream
Broke before turning reality,
And now her eyes are dreamless
With silence and tranquility.
She is the jasmine that dried
Before it could bloom,
Dwells in a white home
And belongs to a dark room.
You may claim her fragile,
Because I forgot to tell,
That where the fear lies
There courage also dwell.
She may has lost battles
But won the battle’s aim,
She loosed many times
But never left the game.
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