In the face of every single trial,
The girl had smiled, for she was not afraid,
And with each and every agonizing passing hour,
Her smile grew larger and her eyes shone brighter;
Thought sadness might have conquered her fragile little mind,
The thumping of her heart echoing loudly,
She kept on smiling even if inside
Despair had scarred and burned her badly.
A smile had etched itself across her lips,
This time with eyes that spoke of endless sorrow;
For she was well aware that after this,
She might not live to see a new tomorrow.
YOU ARE READING
A collection of poems
PoetryI don't know how many people do read poetry but I'm going to give it a shot and post some of the poems I wrote. They're not that good since I actually like writing stories over poems but still what could go wrong, right? :)) Anyway I hope you enjoy...
