Droop

Gesture in her sound, Pleasure in her mind, She awaked with the little hope, she scrambled down when the day come with the fear of stage. Unexplored talent remain inside just because of a small cage. Eyes of them made her to remain behind the doors. But, Soon someone was coming from these doors, Brightness was there in her eyes when, she heard his little voice. And her talent swerved towards the pages. Yet another day ; Persuade was there, But she had to limped again. Her dreams were seized. And, tears was there in waiting eyes…… he looked those tears and got the fame the very next moment. With the smile, she felicitate her own boy. Her desire was there in his voice, Her pleasure was there in her pen. But, self seeking he forgotten his own mother. And Soon her desire left her alone But pleasure was there till her last moment. She never expressed her feeling as the fear to loose all her worth. In her story; Last word swept away by the tears Of those forbidden eyes……