THE FALLEN

A bright Friday on a fall,

Came into the earth a squeaky little pack of doll.

With glittery black and powerful eyes,

Got his parents more praise.

Without knowing his life being parodic,

He was highly rhapsodic.

He came out of his schooling,

Fighting all the way with his sibling.

With no further notice, been hurled

Furiously into an unreal world.

With not much notion,

He was asked to fix a passion.

When the person he much adored,

Had him bamboozled

And with no space for others to outsmart,

His dreams fell apart.

As much of his life got stolen

He thought that he had fallen

One day he made a life turning travel,

With no idea on what it would unravel.

Finally understood that happiness

Is one that everyone possess,

Searching it in someone,

Will make you a fallen.

Oh boy you aren't anymore a fallen!!!