She was fond of paintings,
She loved to dream,
She wanna be with friends always….
She drew her dreams with paint…
A happy butterfly….loved by all…
A princess of colors…
suddenly once her glass paint fall broken down the floor,
unconsciously she fall making all worried,
she laid in the hospital bed like a bird lost its wings…
the nurse came with a sheet of paper,
but some kind of grief shadowed her calm face…
the nurse told, Lisa was suffering from leukemia…
just four more months is the extent of her wings to fly high,
she felt as if she was dipped in an ocean of warm colors
and for a moment she was out of breath….
She screamed so loudly as if her sound could break the
Dark thick concrete walls of the hospital….
Coz she loved life n she wanna live life….
She was back to home…
Her parents hugged her ,patted her head,
Kissed her forehead and told her,” we love you dear”
She stood motionless and speechless…..
Like a beautiful statue dripping silent tears…
She lived her last days, in the world of colors,
Surrounded by friends like angels,,,
Finally she bleed and fall dead in the world of colors and friends…..
Kissing her dreams through death…
As a torn page of a golden memory……….
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