A Battle with the Destiny

With thousands of words spilled on the sheets, she writes to me her story,

All I saw of her were some sleepless nights 
After withstanding hundreds of fights 
And at the dawn she could finally hit the hay 
But still just couldn't call it a day
Also I saw some tears being shed
But she was careful for some smiles to be shared 
Moments of peace were left for tomorrow and all hustle was being taken for today,  
She kept her nose to the grindstone to bring out the best everyday

The start of the story pretty jovial
As if it was a fantasy in a novel
She danced, she painted, she wrote so elegantly 
All the words; she structured them so beautifully
Even for her melody, it knew no sorrows 
Alas! But all the pleasure, she didn't know would not last until tomorrow 

Her life was not a plain sailing 
Now it was her destiny that was playing 
It presented her with a bizarre puzzle 
Solving which, could end all her trouble 
She got the ball rolling and began the task 
Not realizing that it was a trick underneath a mask 
Soon she found all the words except the one that she always wanted 
Little late it was when she realized that her destiny took that for granted!

Still,
Years later,
.
.
.
She continue the fight to find completeness, 
And WE believe she can find it some day.

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