Poems

Dead or Alive

She was alive...
She used to be just fine...
But now,
By going through so much.
She doesn't have enough courage,
To stay alive.

The severe circumstances
In which she was,
Living!!!
It's hard to understand...
How come she doesn't fight???
How come she doesn't have the strength
To raise her voice???
It's because she was Broken.
She was torn into shreds.

She was accepting her faith.
She was accepting the reality.
She doesn't say a word.
She was only surviving,
She was only living.
To see the bright light!!!
To see the darkness disappearing!!!
For the Miracle to happen.
Which will save her life...
Her intentions were never bad,
But her every move was considered as a
"SIN"

When she was taking her last breath,
On the thorny Death Bed.
Tiredness can be easily seen on her
Brightened face.
Not pale, not dull!!!
But bright, sparkling, and shiny face.
Even in her last time,
She was not given,
"The Peace".
And then,
In the End,
She Died...