Poem

She walks on the treacherous road,
Along the thorns of hatred and envy,
Through the deceiving and enticing mist,
That obscures her destiny.
She falls for the duplicitous roses,
And the sweet yet spurious praises.
She takes the wrong twists and turns,
Keeps falling but rises again.
For despite all those negativities,
She finds the lanterns of love and hope,
The shade of trees that offer comfort,
And helping hands encouraging her ahead.
For she knows on the road of life,
She’ll find pits and highways alike.
And nothing will stop her from surging ahead.