Sunday 30 October 2011

Growing


I knew a women from not too long,
Soft and sweet, brittle yet strong.
She stormed her anger in ways of tears
She showed her tears to self and no one near.
She laughed in crowd and yelled alone
only yelled in agony when pain had grown
She was marked embarked a great deal to be known,
She was sulked underneath the dark and left to moan.
She stood by flames yet burnt with flare,
Stands the irony when she relived the fire.
Felt pains in joy and chains in free,
Got victory in losing and got peace in grief
She knew what she got from all eternity.
She experienced it all with full sincerity.
She now realized theres no good and bad,
She now knows there's no joy and sad.
She came to find it all that fate had in show...
She lived to act what own wisdom had to throw.
She went to her grave happy and willing.
She knew she had a life, A life so fulfilling.!!


-Me