Faded...

She sits in the chair, Gazing into the street, Flashes of thoughts, Perudes her mind, As she regrets The things she had done, In her earlier years With outbursts of emotion, She bursts into tears.... The heart of a woman, Once filled with lust, With so much fervor, Comings and goings, She wishes now to go, She has nothing to show, For the life she had lived.... Her wrinkles of labour, Tossed at the side, The perplexity of lovers She cannot hide, Maybe too much to remember She rather forget, The route she had taken Her employment...... "Its OK" she thought to herself "Then again" she would say, With trickles of laughter She remembered the day, Her mother placed her Fourteen years old she was, "This is how you make money And do not make a fuss".... She remembered her first night Fifty- four He was, "Come little one" He said, "Come to daddy lets have some fun" Famished with exasperation, She returned to her present state With clenched fists on her chair, She recovers with hate.... Her eyes all red, Weary with discontent, Three babies all thrown out In her heart she repents, "Lord, I can never ask forgiveness For the things I have done", She closes her eyes Her heart slows down With the last breath in her lung She whispers good bye, Like the setting of the sun, Her life all faded .......