UNTOLD
Composing poetry will always be my eagerness. But in English is extremely fatiguing. But since it is an assignment, so feel free to take pleasure in my words. The Untold Story. Every morning, as the sun shines mercilessly, so does her smile to me; bright and full of courtesy. With the smile, she heals the pain, she stops the rain, she sings the song again. Now tell me, what’s ain’t good about this lady? Gorgeous, adorable and pretty. She stands in the crowd. Making mummy and daddy proud. She’s a lovely, and, she’s loved. Until… She takes off the mask. Once, she was an angel. Now, she’s a vile girl. And I am the only, who knows the story. _______________________ [Based on a true event] Inspired by -j.s arlegui akal abstrak -adab