Last Ink
Finally, she met her yearning poetry
Their prologue was an unexpected journey
He became her black and white ink
Soul and body governed by a link
A word 'love' is their heart's sepulcher
and she was the neophyte lover
He gave her a kaleidoscopic chapter
He played as the protagonist's admirer
Two of them wrote a phantasm story;
an eternal ending instead of tragedy
but their anecdote changed to adversity
Superficial love turned to extravagant misery
Now, she learned to become dauntless
Thanks to the guy who took her pages
These words are her last ink for her entry;
it served as her farewell to her poetry
