Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Lady of the Night - Maryam Sarah Javid

A girl ghostly white
Strode out alone into the night

Stillness prevailed there
No sign of any wind to blow away her despair

She appreciated a rose, its color light yellow
Was it also abandoned by its fellows?

She flicked it aside
A rose diminished of its pride

She came to a standstill
She no longer had the will
To let her thoughts spill

Frustrated she cried
Like a jilted bride

She looked up, darkness had consumed all beauty
The sky was darker than a chimney thats sooty

But she looked again and saw a beam
Then two, three, four more formed a team

No, the night was not diminished of its beauty
For four stars still performed their duty

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