By Joyal Gupta
She closes her eyes,
Sees herself fired with passion.
For she conquered the skies,
She made it happen.
She moves into a lovely place,
As this mere world crashes.
Daydreams are her sweet escape,
For the reality reduces her to ashes.
By Joyal Gupta
Nice...
Very good
Your choice of words is a perfect example of perfection
Fantastic
Beautifully written