Her life taught her lessons many.
Thrived on them, her life.
Victory vestured her veins.
But, then...

Smiles turned to smirks.
She realized,
Not every story has a happy ending.

There rose his whisper:
'Write more.
Lapse the climax.
Bring in a twist.
And thus thrives every story.'

Dedicating this work to
Chooky65
(For her active participation in VDT)

I am very little content in this poem,
But this is only what I could do amidst my exams :(