The Woman Who Left With Hopelessness
A mysterious woman was there,
Sad and sad she felt,
She wanted freedom,
And fly like those golden eagles,
Spreading around the blue canvas,
With the sun on top of their might.
But the darkness embraced,
Embraced that freedom,
In a castle she lived,
Lived not happily ever after,
Treated as if she was a dog,
She couldn't take those bearings no more,
As she tried to escape from the,
The dark oblivion.
She tried to run away one day,
To run away from everything,
Lies,
Horror,
And hate.
Love was not a part of her,
Smile was not a part of her,
Then what is a part of her?
As she ran away,
The darkness began to embrace,
Embrace her freedom.
Feet felt lighter as she escaped,
Towards an old wooden boat she went,
With despair,
And with the last hope,
As she began to pray,
The wind kissed her frail skin,
Trees swayed their arms to warn her,
But her smile of the last hope remained.
A tear trickled,
Trickled slowly,
One tick passed deliberately,
That flash of light in her heart was fading,
But she kept on smiling,
Smiling her last hope.
As the last gust of wind kissed her rotting skin,
That flash of light faded,
Faded forever,
The hate she feared,
The loneliness she feared,
The horror she feared,
And the oblivion she feared...
Had embraced that frail soul,
With that last light of hope,
Forever.
A mysterious woman was there,
Sad and sad she felt,
She wanted freedom,
And fly like those golden eagles,
Spreading around the blue canvas,
With the sun on top of their might.
But the darkness embraced,
Embraced that freedom,
In a castle she lived,
Lived not happily ever after,
Treated as if she was a dog,
She couldn't take those bearings no more,
As she tried to escape from the,
The dark oblivion.
She tried to run away one day,
To run away from everything,
Lies,
Horror,
And hate.
Love was not a part of her,
Smile was not a part of her,
Then what is a part of her?
As she ran away,
The darkness began to embrace,
Embrace her freedom.
Feet felt lighter as she escaped,
Towards an old wooden boat she went,
With despair,
And with the last hope,
As she began to pray,
The wind kissed her frail skin,
Trees swayed their arms to warn her,
But her smile of the last hope remained.
A tear trickled,
Trickled slowly,
One tick passed deliberately,
That flash of light in her heart was fading,
But she kept on smiling,
Smiling her last hope.
As the last gust of wind kissed her rotting skin,
That flash of light faded,
Faded forever,
The hate she feared,
The loneliness she feared,
The horror she feared,
And the oblivion she feared...
Had embraced that frail soul,
With that last light of hope,
Forever.
Hahaha, sorry. I made this poem at school when I was in Dubai. It made me feel really sad... That's why whenever I read this poem again, a tear could fall out from my eyes. So, what do you think of the poem?








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