Poetry

And she turned her pain into poetry ,
Unbearable but unacceptable to reveal the ugly agony.....
No takers for the torturous torment despair......
Burying it made sense , Possibly, it ceases to burn in absence of air...
She molted her dusky darkness into a canvas devoid of light ,
Haven't you noticed , stars shine brighter on a deep dark night ????
As for the brutal blemishes decorating her soul slight ,
She changed the scars into pearls of wisdom ...
And bruises into brilliant streaks of light !!!!
- Afaaf