Vibrant
and vivacious,
Hale and
hearty,
Athletic
and aesthetic,
Independent
and innocent,
Content
and confident,
Genie of
joy and rescue
She is!
Dazzling
dame of simplicity,
She wears
smile as accessories,
And beyond
her economical crisis,
She adorns
natural elegance.
In a
fluke, she was pulled into a school,
Of not her
kind.
She is an
odd out of everyone.
Still a
shining diamond,
Among rich
and flashy,
Mad and
clumsy crowd;
Walks with
pride and esteem,
Mocks at
mockeries,
Crumbles
never for bullying,
Of
well-off synthetic fellow student mates.
On an
unusual occasion,
Aristocratic
lad bumps in,
With
lavish looks and style,
Boasts all
richness to make,
The
elegant beauty to fall,
Instead
the chap falls
For her
pride of poverty,
Contentment
and honesty,
Negligence
of his regal arrogance;
A crowd of
girls line up
For his
wink and whimsy.
But, she
stands out with blazing innocence,
And with
her willpower to withstand
The
ragging of his bossy attitudes.
She made
him realize,
A friend
or a heart -
Cannot
either be bought or be won by the wealth.
He stoops
down,
Loses all
his wealthy arrogance,
Begs for
her love.
She
reciprocates his humility,
The
emotional rush blindfolds her,
To notice his
status of extravagance,
To notice
his ruthless mom as President!
His love
is revealed to his mom–
Threatening
force of president’s power,
She
creates sabotage to the girl’s family,
The girl
never gives up…
And that’s
her inborn nature
The little
cutie starts working in part-times,
All
possible hours except school-hours.
President’s
son is moved to another country.
The
whirlwind of status ruins the joy,
Of their
innocent love!
He is on
realm of his business,
He shuns
the emotional faculty,
Still
loneliness encumbers
Helplessness
of his social value,
Traps him
into numbness.
He is
accustomed to desultory life,
He never
peeps out of his posh windows,
Both at
his palace and transports.
He also skips the longing lass,
She sells
eatable on the roadside,
For her
livelihood.
Still she
never misses his car
Passes
with closed windows.
Lulling
lover’s closed doors,
And
freezing numbness,
Chilled
her to the bones,
Ripped off
her agility and dexterity–
Daring
damsel sheds all her dare,
The genie
of cure needs rescue,
Tears
washed away the twinkles in her eyes;
With soggy
face and sluggish gait,
With
dropping health and drooping confidence,
With the
pining pain–
With
nothing or none to substitute,
She
withers all her liveliness,
Death seems
easier than living.
Love is an
incurable wound and unbearable pain,
Love
doesn’t always make life beautiful,
Love does
make life a burden for many,
Love
doesn’t always beautify a person,
Love does banish the beauty in many!
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