My Pipe Dream

Once in a metropolitan city

Lived the most diligent woman you would ever meet

Running through life

With not a second to breathe

Heart empty of envy

Towards those having a driver’s seat to victory

Hands empty of expidiency

Goals in her visibility

As twilight approaches, crawling

Black starts to spill slowly

Of her ever fleeting life

She became an embodiment of ambition

A Queen with triumph

By Rose Singh Bisen

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