Tears
formed little puddles,
her
reflection’s rhythm swayed in.
As
her heavy head bent low
clouded
by stress & sinister spin.
Of
the world that ruthlessly turned
against
an angel; an innocent girl,
who
believed people still played
by
the tune of truth’s swirl & twirl.
In
love she put her immense faith,
blinded
by unending silly simplicity.
Until
only her trust remained; pain
peeled
the touches of masqueraded pity.
As
she looked into the broken
slivers
of a mirror flashing gloom.
Her
mate mocked and mutilated her,
a
picture she could never assume.
Foolish
she out rightly was
to
follow a person so blind.
To
her hearts wailing & moaning;
insensitivity
beyond being unkind.
As
the night’s dark veil dawned
on
her face written of grim fate & hurt.
She
could see the future ahead,
a
blurred road heaped in rubble & dirt.
Still
she smiled with a reason,
Eyes
full of sparkles lighting up
a
dull corner in the street.
Her
love remained too pure,
to
the only one her destiny would meet.
PS: The one that got left behind.
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