17 February 2011

BEAUTY-the idea of life(Prologue)

She takes a step closer,
her eyes nervous with excitement,
as she walks down an alleyway,
she takes a left turn at a junction
and draws a sharp breath.
she is amazed by what she sees,
her smile was never ending,
appreciating the beauty of her surroundings.
Her dainty hands;delicate to hold,
held a flower,
but it seemed as if the flower itself was her beauty.
they both were one.
Suddenly the flower wilted in her hand and her smile faded.she wishes she could turn back the clock but knowing that can never happen she tries to accept her reality.As she walked down the rugged path,she feels remorse.Her hands stained with blood;now she is a ghost.a ghost that realized that she herself is natures beauty.She stood there confident in her choice and a careless whisper escaped from her mouth.


You told me to come, you told me to see,
but what has happened now has set me free,
I did try, I tried my best,
to come back to you but now forever rest!