she looked in the golden mirror
and saw a girl staring at her
with red tears in her eyes
and in her ears she slowly wispered
y do u need 2 leave ur 4ends
y do things have 2 go dis way
y u cant stop dis time
y do u need 2 go so far away
she holded a knife n skeched a line
n the pain slowly dripped out ov her vein
her eyes were now open 4 just few miments
but it was time 2 get rid ov worldly pains
she cried oh people my last bye
cuz it was hard 4 me 2 live widout u
our ways were now geting apart
which was a bitter lie but was true!
sorry if i've ever done sumfin wrong
but plz dnt ever 4get me
u'll be alwayz in ma heart
no matter where ever i'll be!
she sudenly bounced on the floor
but her last desion did made her glee
wen the reflection disapered i realised
that the girl in the mirror was ME! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Methology of Self-realization and constituting your own conclusions has been described nicely in this poem that it has clarified its essence..... Best Wishes Sameer