She was a young girl of eighteen,
who lived inside the fortress
guided by the principles,coldness,ego,solitude.
She did not fraternise.
She did not smile.
She exchanged her heart for success.
She became heartless,but took it as a great deal.
She blocked all openings of the fortress walls,
so that the warmth of the sun wouldn't tempt her
to walk on the golden sand,
with open feet,
feeling its warmth.
She lost herself.
She didn't care.
for all she wanted was success.
People appreciated her genius,
she gave a broken smile.
People appreciated her beauty,
she moved off.
Someone knew that she was undergoing a battle within herself.
Someone knew that she was lonely beyond explanation.
That someone tried to teach her
that life is about achieving happiness,
not success.
She rebuked him,
for he was telling that happiness was 'greater' than success.
She gave him stern looks.
He said she still looked beautiful.
She striked him hard with her staff.
He said he would take all the pain with pleasure
if it made her heart feel any good.
She said "I don't have a heart you fool".
He said "you do have it, young girl".
The girl didn't say a word.
She moved into a darker world.
He didn't follow her for he had some other business
that actually mattered a lot.
He did the thing no one had ever dared to do before.
He broke open the fortress walls built by her.
He filled the young girl's world with sunrays
that carried heart touching warmth.
He thought,
with this he had taken all her pains away.
He waited for her at the mansion
for he would surprise her with the changes he had brought,
while she was moving on the endless roads of the dark world.
He waited.
She didn't come.
Atlast he felt something was wrong.
He decided to search for her,
hence started running on the empty roads of the dark world.
He stopped,
for now he could see the young girl,
sleeping under a thunderstruck tree.
He felt like she had grown more beautiful than ever.
He moved towards the sleeping soul,
removed the strands of wet hair
covering her cheeks hardened with dried tears.
He took her by arms
and started singing a song to wake her.
The song ended with the breaking dawn.
She didn't wake up.
He shook her hard.
He yelled.
His eyes became sore,
for he had shed each drop of tear he had.
He muttered a few words
in the ears of the dead girl.
And now he lay at the feet of the corpse,
while his soul travelled
to the far off land where it could find her's.
Heart rending!
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