Monday, January 6, 2020

The last flight..

She kept smiling so that she could hide
But inside, every moment a part of her died

Cheerful as she was seen by many
Deep within her heart was not as shiny

Day by day her vibrant colours faded
The freshness that she carried slowly waded

The butterfly started to turn into a stingy bee
No one understood her sorrows nor could see

Her twinkles dimmed out slowly and slowly
Her beamish presence wasnt sought by any 

The kindness within her kept sinking
Her desire to live went on shrinking

It wasn’t her mistake nor it was her choice
She just needed friendly souls to get back and rejoice

Days went by, unheard remained her plight
After more and more struggle she decided to end her flight...


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