A Forlorn Moment Fatima Syed VIII-C
Tossing and turning, Stumbling and shaking, With no friend or companion, Where are you heading for? A question I ask myself, Imagining the day, When my hair turns grey, Sitting by the blazing fire, What do I desire? And suddenly I realize, Where the trouble lies, I want to be young again, Play with the children in the lane, Gurgle with peals of laughter, Smell the perfume of the flowers, Taste the syrup of sweetness and love, While I was engrossed in my dream, The clouds started thundering, Daylight was crowded by blackness, The children ran home crying, Amidst this crazy crowd, I slipped, And there began a hideous game, An evil witch trapped me in a cage, I became her slave and she hit me in rage, She frightened me day and night, My life became dark, Without a ray of light, One day as she went out, She forgot to put the latch, Shivering and quivering like a leaf, And to my heart's utter relief, I pushed the door and was free again, Never again did I play in the lane, Back in the safety of my room, Shaking with gloom, I am still calm and hopeful, But my youth is gone, I admit, It did not offer much happiness or glee, But today I've resigned to my life, Finally, I've made my peace!
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