My Life
A young talented maiden
Grew amidst joy and pain
The bitter sweet feeling of fame
Was all she grew to gain
She was fair and tame
Happiness her sole aim
Tho she knew her fame would reign
She still prefer to be same
Like every girl she prayed
Wish that life could have no pain
But all she could think again and again
Was the bitter sweet feeling of fame
Thank you
RE: POEM CONTEST WEEK 2