Twirling under the starry sky
Ripping the wind apart
An aimless wish of flying high
Written all over her like art
Her gloomy eyes and fainting soul
A deafening beat in her ears
Signs of despair dripping from core
Watch her turning black as coal
Too tired to say, too tired to hear
a cureless thought
With a bunch of fears
She forgot to climb
While seeing others shine
Wasted too much time
Pretending to be fine
Crescent saw her falling
That night
For folks,it was a pleasant
Sight
A war she thought she failed
To fight
No one told her she is the
Knight
An eternal treasure , a rare light
Her future with a blurry sight
And Past convered with too much
Fright
Unable to tell what is right
Darkness surrounding her
With all its might
But
Moon is still there to
Witness her heights
To see her shining
Bright
And let her know, she is
Going to be
A star tonight.... 🌟
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Wildflower
Poetry||Wattpad featured|| WILDFLOWER. a flower of an uncultivated variety or a flower growing freely without human intervention. "Like a wildflower, she spent her days Allowing herself to grow .Not many people knew her struggle But eventually all knew...
