That'S Her

From her eyes poured the glitters of gold,

Which could make even the weakest, bold,

She found her way through the lonely lands,

To find her destiny with her plans,

She walked her way and fought her fights,

As no one could stand against her might,

But one day a stranger came,

Who showed her dreams of wealth and fame,

Diverted she was from her path,

As she was caught up in his mystical strath,

He led her to the most inhuman place,

Whereas she dreamt of a palace,

Broken she was and helpless as well,

As no one came to her rescue from hell,

Now she was old with teary eyes,

Her face, her eyes reflected all the cries,

Dead she was as a corpse buried in sand,

She waited for the almighty to hold her hand.