The Savior

By Karishma Shingote

She was crying in agony, was hit by an immense tragedy

She went out to find answers, to evade her thoughtful monsters

As she dawdle around different paths, her body was nothing but flaming in wraths

She wondered, Why is life so cruel with no hope to see light, at the end of the tunnel

Rendering to this pain, the life she knew was now abstained.

Crying for help, asking for aid, hoping one day the pain will all fade.

Alas! One day, she saw a hopeful ray

Came along a Guardian Angel, one she prayed for Oh! so long

He was her Savior, sent to get her, out of this dreadful Chamber

Serene and tranquil, the waves around him, seemed so still

A calmness in his voice, the energy so glorified

The poised so powerful, the demeanor so wonderful

An aura beautiful and righteous like a chanting so melodious

A vigor so grandeur, like unearthing a lost treasure

He was holding on to her wobbling ship like a strong anchor, a supreme guiding force for the future

She embraced this divine miracle, just to again appreciate that life is valuable

She was flowing with blessings, As the magic wand he was swaying

He was there to protect her, and she held on to his angelic shelter

Life was now too easy to cope, with an eminent pragmatic hope.

By Karishma Shingote