Fall from Grace.......

Reminiscent of past glory, Her eyes twinkle,
Pores into the remnant ruins, The faded periwinkle,
Gouges out those lovely eyes, The glorious past,
Too bad like the wind, It flew away too fast!

All the bling that clung, She had sashayed,
Like poisoned spears they pierce now, The words she said,
With unbelievable spite was spurned, Advances of affection,
Warded off were true loves, With immaculate precision!

Cloudy and misty her eyes, The Sun sets,
On what she was, And never would be,
No flicker of hope, No light, Her dilapidated heart,
Weeps to its content, In this cold breeze.

Realisation dawned, It had taken too long,
She waited so much, For prudence to hop along,
Content that her conviction, and a bit of hope,
Remains, Still strong, At this end of the rope!

Sentimental and philosophical, As she narrates,
The story of her life, She says,
'This is the truth, Oh, human race!
No doubt there'll be, A fall from Grace.'.