A playful petite soul
stores every bit of she holds
never displays her infantile show
Towers her childhood with control
Accepting all what fate shows
Denials don’t work under her control
As she sits with the thorns on the ponderous throne
Eius enigmatic soul bears the bleak
bores own yearns and dreams in her colossal heart
And keeps on ambling with grace , drenched in sorrow with decked joy
Deep down I know ,
Something isn’t right
How should I express
that I am sinking down
by every night
sleepless nights and thoughtless days
are all I’m surrounded by
but I only know is something isn’t right
sticking smile on my face is now my everyday job
serenity no longer surrounds me
storms of chaos is all I’m bounded by
solitude is something I long for
Knowing it is nowhere to be found
but a shaft of hope shines through my heart
reminding me ” there’s still a way leading ”
Where all and everything is yours and completely yours !
Foot in the door