Angel to a fiend

Angel to a fiend

It’s more of a wait

Than it was meant to be

She rejoiced the past

And expected it to last

She cried on the miss

But could it abide again?

She thought she could be

Getting a snap of that bliss

Than to state it right

She never noticed that

She was a bait

Who lost all her rights

The lost soul sat wounded

And scarring herself for what

She wanted and pounded

What to do and nor?

Whom to say as the fault..?

For letting all this sort

Turning it all unfathomable

She weeped and lingered for nothing

And wanted to rise but not able

Lost in the lasting love

Like a crow amidst crew of dove

She was traited in everything

Orchid tulips roses grew bitter

Her beautiful life turned into a litter

Hugs and kisses she longed

Have swayed and screwed all along

Inspite of all that occurred

She let her face to be lifted

But this time a little fierce

So that it won’t be repeated on

With all might she rose upon

Paying for all in right place

All whites became dark

All reds were anger and blood

All greens were hooded

To thick brown leaf less bark

Sweet little soul had turned

Into mighty wicked terminator

That’s it I can say tuned

She became the death aviator

She guarded herself hence

It ends the story here…