Abandon

He was abandoned,

Lost his trail,

Every minute of his life,

Passed like days.

All the pressure,

Was he the lone sufferer,

Eyes burnt red,

His mother was dead.

Lifeless was his soul,

Heart pounded to cry,

Every moment in his life,

He wanted to die.

Pieces into pieces,

Broken from the core,

Sorrow and anguish,

closed his door.

On the contrary,

She came to life,

Not like a hummingbird,

But tough as a wife.

Dried away his tears,

Like summer and autumn,

She made him rise,

Ripened from the rotten.

Glistened in the morning dew,

She bloomed like a flower,

Like a rejuvenated stream,

With glitter and power.

In this drug,

Where he dreamt so low,

In his darkness,

She became his Halo.