His Look

She lived a life,
Life like a robot,
Where she worked hard,
But without her heart.
She smiled to everyone,
But without joy and happiness.
She was pretty outside,
But considered ugly inside.
Because she
found herself as Aimless,
Filled with Loneliness
Grief stricken.

She lived ,
Still lived,
Lived the ugly brutal life. ..

He was different,
Found her the most beautiful,
Inside and out,
Knew she was sincere and hardworking,
Knew she was the best girl Aline in world,
He loved her for who she was,
Knew she was ambitious,
Knew she could be most happiest,
All be had to do,
Was make a way in,
The walled world of hers.

He tried, he tried
And he found the way,
He made her realise the real her,
Gave her what she wanted in her life,
Happiness,peace , beauty , dream was now
She was surrounded with.
All because,
All because of him.

The girl was same,
All it depends on how we look at it,
Either ugly side like she looked at herself
Or the beautiful side like the boy looked.
That is what true love is,
Changing the look how we see.

Because it all depends on our look !!



3 Comments Add yours

  1. Jerrod says:

    Love, love, love this poem!

    1. Saloni says:

      Jerrod thanks 🙂

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