escaped her large dark eyes,
flowing down her tender cheeks
those eyes, had gleamed bright
with happiness & eagerness
& danced with joy,
while cheeks had blushed with coy
thus, brightening up even on a woeful day
those dark-buttons, the baby pink face
told a timeless story of love & faith
all at once!
Now, dampening not just her eyes & face,
but the sense of her being
screamed at her, on her vulnerability
forbided her,
to trust not that was trustworthy
but, yet again she enjoins,
all that was envisioned
did ever exist
or was just a formless illusion
if it was,
in innocence all that was lost,
has to be fetched again,
the void that has been created,
will have to be filled with
the abundance of love, yet again
while she ponders,
the dewdrops have evaporated
& the face lightened up,
envisaging a sunny day ahead,
she sets off on yet another journey of joy
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