The gypsy girl


  • Golden boy by Images by Ann Clarke



She was setting goals for future ahead
Her dreams never permits her to follow the path
Her eternity was hanging by poverty elapsed;
To fight shy of terrible walks in the journey.
She has orchestration to fly on the jump of perils
Prying into the beams of the glittering waves
In the fixing of the life's rays she has fallen
Into the depth sea of the arctic polar bears;
In the paws of the killer animals.
Being endangered from the fallen of a burnt child
Who is  priceless as if feeling of deadly hopes;
Never comes back for bright future intoning.

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