a wretched soul;

sleepless nights of her eyes
aching heart, loaded with countless whine
playing with her tender curly grained
smile which is lost in somewhere
talking with wretched soul
which has been shattered
having left all alone...
her vision is confined,
has lost its shine
to the doors of her
limited reign....

A man was passing by,
seeing her on, seating in balcony
apparently, having a face with no smile
watering to leaflets, fawning on her lifetime
despaired in with no hope to survive
has a alone caretaker
who has made himself
slave of wine
how could he judge
beauty of lady and
incarnation of divine...