Elusive Serenity

Buried in the maliciousness of life

Hope was her weapon to strife

Overwhelmed by the peerage of a debacle

She knew no one could help her grasp the nettle,

Once she was spry, oblivious to the world

But the time was never hers

And the time was never still.

Soon as the clock ticked

Her morality slipped

She was left all alone in this diabolical land

None by her side

None in her mind

Had she paid more heed to her milieu

She would have known the difference between me and you.

The she laid her eyes on who she thought was her Prince Charming

Deluded herself in accepting him as the big bang of her life

She said to him,

"You may not know me, but I do

You may not care for me, but I do

You may not love me, but I do

If there weren’t any may not’s

There wouldn’t be an I do

Because knowing that you do would make my heart a may not"

Soon he became the light to her darkness

The petals to her flower

The lyrics to her song"

But perfection never lasts and then this happened,

Cold hearts, broken souls

Tears wept, burnt like coal

A relationship so platonically ideal

And so conceptually real

Something that meant to have a forever

Now left in the ruins of her mind

All she could think of was,

"Time used to stand still in your presence

Now the time passed even in your presence

You helped me fight my demons with just your presence

Has the time passed so fast that you itself are the demon of my present?

You kept my pretentious heart at your bay

Always close to your body as your ray

Now you’re just a moonlight cursed by the dame

On the brink of dementia as a facade

Maybe we were meant to have a forever

But you jeopardized everything making it a never

Had I known that you were a covenant never meant to be mine

I would have kept my heart in my own safe haven’’

Realization then struck her,

That the world is a sleazy place

No one would be your support

Not unless you become your own

She then came to terms with reality

That she shouldn’t be a Cinderella waiting for her Prince Charming

She should be her own Prince Charming

Fighting to lead her pack

Hope isn’t what she should be looking for

She should be creating hope

She needed to be the light to her darkness

She needed to be the petals to her own flower

She needed to be the lyrics to her song

She became a person not what the world wanted her to be

She became someone who creates hope, light and destiny

She created happiness

When she was supposed to be picking up her broken pieces

She created magnificence

When she was supposed to be cleaning her wounds

She created love

When she was supposed to be stitching her wounds

That’s all it was

Her anecdote of love and happiness

Which has now finally begun.