A Beautiful Soul

A beautiful soul with a golden heart

Was about to generate,

With the hope and dreams to exuberate,

Trigger happiness,

Expedite fate,

And transpire gaiety.

But, the intangible world has its own rules,

Which that soul had no clues.

Some judge on the basis of color,

Some judge on the basis of beauty,

Some judge on the basis of tranquility.

Yet, no one accepts her as she is like,

No one compels her, to be like she.

Then, one day the intangible world

Again made her to stand on the verge of life,

Where she was supposed to change her mind.

The dreams that soul had,

Needed to come to an end,

Which others didn’t even try to comprehend.

She intrigued herself,

Getting no justifications.

She was only left with,

A lot of interpretations.

Now, her life is filled with external happiness,

With a tinge of forever emptiness.