She stood alone at the bridge waiting for her suitor
She was no ghost at midnight
Broken and shattered inside
Her mind stopped like the clock in the past
Her hair bore streak of gray
The translucent beauty lost its sheen,
like the moon at nightfall
Scars remained etched in her heart
No sane soul would ever believe in love again
But, not her!
She was alien to the treachery
Every day, she lived in hope
He will come,
Her heart reasoned
One day, a speeding car hit her near the bridge
Blood ravaged her body and soul
It was his car
He finally came and ravaged her.
She was liberated from the agony.
Yet, in her last moments,
she nurtured hope.
His u-turn claimed her soul years ago,
she pinned for his love.