She still remembers her childhood days,
Some memories are vivid,
And some are very clear.
Now she's sick, and no one can save her,
Her eyes are full of tears.
She sees the blue sky from the window,
But it's not as beautiful as before.
It was just yesterday she thought the sea was beautiful,
But now, it's not the same anymore.
She has little time left,
It's cancer, and the final stage.
There's no hope left within her,
Why does she want to live so much? Why?
She doesn't know the pain of death yet,
But she doesn't want to die, she just doesn't.
Now she thinks that life is a game,
She participated in every game.
She was so happy,
But the end game is near.
She fears it so much that,
She doesn't want to participate in this final game.
Mom, Dad, you gave her so much love,
She carries it with her, in every breath she takes.
In your hearts, she'll always remain,
So don't be sad, if you are sad it hurts her very much.
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Inner Awakening: "Illuminate the darkness and soothe the whispering within"
PoetryIn the quiet corners of their soul, a poet was born-an observer of the world's shadows and its soft whispers of light. Through the pages of time, they journeyed, tracing the lines of their own existence. With a heart that feels deeply and a spirit t...
