She grabbed her courage with the dress she chose;
Black was its silk, and to the left grew a rose;
Diamond pink it was with a single green leaf
At least that’s how it was supposed to be in her belief
For that how it looked like when she stopped by that window
Couldn’t she hold herself then to see it embracing her shadow,
But she tried it not till came the wanted day
Only then on her creamy body, she put it with sun’s first ray,
And with no tear to shed, she left that door
Where broken hearts wept, yet she did ignore.
Along the way her morning coffee she sipped,
Tasting like heaven in an early breeze dipped.
Miles grew longer with each crossed mile
And shadows grew bolder as dust grow on an abandoned file.
A million tear found their way to her dark eyes
Certainly the courage she grabbed earlier had escaped her skies
And that what she herself was doing;
Escaping every road yet keep on going
The Taxi stopped by the main gate;
“A Taxi driver may, yet a pilot would never wait”
His words brought her back to the dress she wore,
Yet it was completely different from before
The rosy rose, brownish, it turned mourning its beauty alone
As if many falls had fallen silently on its dawn…