Her mind, all in a whirling mess,
confused, suffocated , confiscated,
She was one in the world of millions,
Who gave life a trial in it's adversities.

It was a gamblers win or lose game,
where tossing was their aim in fame,
one, two, they reached four to gain,
But at the end, it was all for her pain.

stupid, cheap those were her names,
In her, they looked not in her frames,
For year's after, she was the one in fame,
talking freely about her future with no shame.



© Elapoet