A Knight In Shining Armour Poem by Mohammad Abdullah

She lay under the sky's blanket,
Lost in thoughts, she came from a banquet.
A poor girl, but a magnanimous soul,
Yearning to find her whole.
Looking at the stars, she smiles,
Obnoxious of that she had walked miles.
A beautiful girl, with waterfall hair,
But alas! Not even a coin to spare.
Like many others, she has a dream,
To her, impossible what may seem.
About her fate, knows none,
A sweet desire to find the one.
The day when she'd wear a white dress,
The enthusiasm she has to repress.
With her father, she'd walk to the altar,
But the orphan's fate, none can alter.
What she hears, what comes in her sight,
All gazes turn towards the Knight.
A Knight in Shining Armour,
Divine, dashing, a heart warmer.
A knight who'd end her solitude,
Never shall she be in a pensive mood.
A knight who'd flake away her sorrow,
Like water, in minority in a furrow.
A knight who'd be with her, through thick and thin,
Down, never again would be her chin.
They would have children, grow old together,
Till their lives whirl away like a feather.
But all turns cold, all turns bright,
She was lying on the ground, in the cold night.
She gets up, and lets out a sigh,
Not out of sorrow, but felicity high.
She imagines her 'Happily Ever After'
With her Knight, in the Shining Armour.