In pitch darkness she was standing Her broken soul she was mending With her eyes damp She was looking for a lamp To find her way out Of darkness existing all about He came like the moon in night And brought to her world light He taught her how to dance in the rain He taught her how to let go of pain She blossomed in his love But she was a caged dove Bound by the rules of society To live her life with propriety She had to let go of her moon And look for a lamp soon But once used to the moonlight She couldn't accept a lamp try hard she might Thus her search for a lamp failed And in her world the blackness prevailed.
Let her have moonlight every day of her life eradicating blackness ! Nice one. I can feel her love for the moon. Happy Diwali Pooja
Oh are you talking of a real life situation! I thought it was an imaginary poem, I remembered first time I thought so and you told imaginary. Anyhow whatever one thing I believe is destiny. Nothing can change it. Cheers.