The Destiny

SHE WAS BORN AT THE BREAK OF DAWN ,
TILL THE  LAST STAR SHONE.
SHE WAS DIFFERENT SINCE THE BIRTH ,
SHE WAS A GIRL OF HER OWN,
HER EYES ALWAYS SHONE ,
SHE WAS SOFT AS SNOW,
AND LIGHT AS FEATHER , 
AND ALWAYS BOW TO WHOM SHE KNEW .
SHE WAS SOMEONE BEYOND ONE’S IMAGINATION,
SHE GREW AND GREW LIKE A BUTTERFLY,
PRETTY TO SEE AND  HARD TO CATCH.
SHE WAS SOMEONE,
 FOR WHOM EVERYONE  WOULD FALL.
BUT  WHO CAN CHALLENGE THE POWER OF TIME AND DESTINY ,
NOW SHE LAID ON THE THORNS WITH NONE AROUND HER.
NO ONE SPOKE WHAT HAPPENED OR WHAT WORSE IT COULD HAVE HAPPENED ,
NOW SHE JUST LAID IN THE COFFIN WITH EYES CLOSED,
AND THE SILENCE SURROUNDS HER DEEPER AND DEEPER,
IN THE END STORY TURNED OUT TO BE THE OTHER WAY.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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