My Angel....! Poem by simran arora

A castle is a world of slave,
and may of me,

it gave me smile,
and snached it too, ..

That castles belonged to me and mine,
the love of me,
and its shine....

That castles cared for the angel of my heart,
made and teached me love,
and stud apart...

Even today i breath with her,
and wish to snatch it from time,
and keeping her into my hub...

That green angel made my life glow the same,
but now made me alone...
But her skys are overframed...

I am happy for her achivement of sky,
bt question why she ruind me,
and my flys...

That empty castle eat me,
and my presence,
too distroy me and my strength....