Beautiful yet beaten in tides of yesterday
Broken through the routes of last night
So elegant to a default yet broken within
What then become her new name?
See she lost her honor in scum of lust
Hovering above the stairs of past
She lost love when she let him go
Believing he came in coat of many colors
She hurt him with cold arms and muted face
His love for her were as old as Immortality
Pure as Ganges crystals in Brooklyn
She lost it all when she saw him a beast
Yes even the dreaded dragon fallen prey
For love had no language but emotions
Even the most powerful gods were once trapped
In her forever flows
making costly sacrifice even for humanity
So she lost him slowly to the lines of fate
He left her like a passenger in lonely enroute
Hurt and heavy pierced in her forever tale
Never to come for her here and after
Even if the sky comes calling...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem