Thursday, 26 October 2023

HER :)

 Phases of her existence
I'm giving it all to take it backπŸ’•

In her youth's tender bloom,
she bore a heavy load,
A heart, once scarred, on a tumultuous road.
She carried burdens far beyond her years,
A girl of strength, her eyes now skim tears.

Innocence lost in a tempest of pain,
through sorrow and anger;
she somehow managed to carry her strains.
Loneliness whispered in the shadows of melancholic nights,
when she would paint her pillow bright,
Leaving her in a delusional sight,
she could not hold her dreams tight.
Anyhow her dilemmas doomed the fright.

She tasted the bitterness of life's cruel test,
In the storms of despair;
she tried to stand to her best.
She danced with grief and 
fought with her fears,
with hope and a little support,
like a beacon, she wiped away her tears.

The spectrum of emotions she has journeyed through,
from anger to joy, every possible shade
and every hue.
From a broken glass to a 
heart full of love and grace,
a new life awaits.
As a phoenix she will rise ,
through those shady and lethal lightning strikes.

In the middle of chaos;
she believed to find her escape;
when someone offered her a hand laden with praise.
Those hands took her to paradise to show her the hell;
After, when she realized it was nothing more than an ugly spell,
Meanwhile she always chose to overlook those arms,
 which yearn to hold her miseries and offer her calm.

Now she's recovering, this is what
she likes to pretend ,
but her soul tells otherwise
which still awaits her end;
On a bright side with laughter and strength,
her life is surely going to mend.
Through sorrow and joy,
and all in between ,
she's a masterpiece painting,
a beautiful creation that can ever be seen.

For life is a tapestry, woven with threads,
of joy, pain and love in infinite spreads.
In every emotion she finds her own grace,
a girl who is trying to emerge from ;
her life's own disheartened phase. πŸ’—

 

 

3 comments:

  1. πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘

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  2. a symphony of beauty, rare and true,
    she's a masterpiece, a dream to pursue.β™‘

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