Her disturbed soul,
Desperately demanded the subtle peace
But she would furiously feel an unsettling agony,
With a settling ease!
Her fearful heart,
Anxiously demanded, a loving protector
But with an unfortunate tone,
All she could find, was an evil destructor
Her lost mind,
Surprisingly demanded to forever learn
But single-handedly and lone,
She could only eternally earn
Her starving soul,
Hopefully demanded, unstable pain
But the fierce trouble she unknowingly took
Always went in vain
Her wounded heart
Spontaneously demanded the healing cure
But she couldn't find it
In spite of being so pure
Her introvert mind,
With rage, demanded the esteemed motivation
But all she graciously, could have
Was her far-reaching imagination
She carelessly spilled
Her selfish demands each single day
And each time she dreamingly wrote,
She strengthened her belief of someday, she may
Those words became soothe,
Were content to her
Those words were the most important part
Of her journey, as a struggler
Every sleepless night, she would place her heart
Into a piece of paper
Indeed the magical pen she held,
Was undoubtedly her life shaper
Her beautiful thoughts,
Her selfish demands,
Her far-reaching imaginations
Her brutal struggles,
Her unforgiving circumstances
And her trapping situations
Her not-forgiven mistakes,
Her careless deeds,
Her motivational anticipations
Her difficult vows,
Her undying dreams
And her esteemed admirations
She chose to keep with her, all these
No! Actually on a paper, an eternal piece
She noticed small bits of anything, she could see
And that`s why whatever she wanted, she could anyway be!
Her paper and pen were the soul mates
Those dark lonely nights, were her diverse dates
But she wouldn’t stop whatever it may be
Ahhh! She would always move on! A writer was she!
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