Every evening she cried,
Every night
she died.
She always
used to search for love,
Got nothing
in return but hurt.
She thanked
god for her beautiful life,
Could not
do anything but to put a fake smile.
Her friends
loved her so much,
That they
could do anything just to make her feel alright.
Was she sad
or was she tired?
She did put
her efforts but failed.
But, when
the life seemed to be rough,
She
gathered hope and tried to begin once again.
Do it for
yourself, they said.
Everyone
will follow you.
Nothing was
there in any man,
That is not
in you.
She asked,
Even if my
life is black,
Can somebody
put colors to it?
They said,
Black is
the darkest color one can ever have,
But even a
single drop of white,
Can make it
fade.
She smiled
every evening,
She felt
alive.
Just from a
single thought of love,
Could make
her feel in colors and delight!
