She was a masterpiece
She has a long tangerine curly hair who always follow where the wind blows
She has plump bee-stung lips and a edge-sharp jaw
She was as soft as algae yet sometimes she was as bold as trial tint
She could go where ever she wants and change the atmosphere
She was star collector
She had every galaxies inside her ocean eyes
She was your milkyway;
She was your neutrino
She was exquisite
-you could not help it
She was the one who wiped your tears when you were crying in the bathroom floor after midnight
She wore happiness from every laugh in the world as her gown and every sadness as her robe
Her crown made by every conquest on the land,
-the jewels made by every jealousy and egoistic
She was so small yet so powerful and closer than any other blood vessel in your pulse
She could make you fall in love with a stranger who accidentally bump your shoulder in the crowded
Nevertheless, She could make every spouse with more than centuries love story broke their bond because of their own selfishness
She was the truth of the light who illuminate you in your way home
She was so strong and weak at the same time
She was so courageous;
Till you came and touch her krypton
Now she is nothing more than stargazer
Her chronicle is pseudoscience
-Nala
Note:
(I've been published it on my social media, and changed it a bit)
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Trouvaille (Poetry and Thoughts)
PoetryShe was stars-collector, She has the eyes of universe, Her tears more beautiful than the sunrise But now, she in the amidst of heartbreaking pond Her deep-brown eyes brought her to the captivating world, -the peering words