Sorry Dad II

by DarkLight   Oct 13, 2014


13 Oct, 2014.

The world is a beautiful place,
I wonder why the phrase.
What is beautiful in the formation of crystal on her cheek
Tears, everytime I see her on your engraved brick.
I don't get mad,
Just really sad.
The pure soul, turned to rock,
Her own feelings, inside she lock.
Oh, dear sister, I miss all our fights
The bruise and the cuts.
Never once letting me win,
Just to prove you the queen.
I knew that the day you were born,
The pure purpose of why I was born.
Father,
Much has happened, the little princess,
On the throne now a queen.
Sorry Dad,
She turned to be the evil queen.
Sorry Dad,
Now with stronger wings.
Time lapse of broken memories,
That rings in my heart like christmas melodies.
But, still I wonder what makes the world beautiful.

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  • 9 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    I see there is a lot more to this then what the reader can grasp. We perceive one thing but in the end witness something totally opposite and worrying. I feel the weight of this sadness runs deeper which only the writer knows and the reader sits on the surface...take care.

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