A lady from Rentz thought it neat
Hoping in London the prince to meet
He passed her that day
Looking the other way
She'll have to go back to Rentz and repeat

Machiavellian in the way you step
Sultry temptations
Slow drag on the coffin nail called life
Slight correlation
How sweet for the world to bend for you
Scuffed to the knees
With a smile reminiscent of crocodile
She walks dangerously
At threat in every sense of the word
Fluent in her wiles
Innovation in internal investigation
Transcends the mile
Deliberate in the introspective
Oil and grease the machine
Poised and confident to represent her perspective
Effectively

Let the lady sing her blues
Don't bother why
Just let her cry
to the sound of (the sweetest) goodbye

Let the lady sing her blues
Don't tell her to smile
Don't tell her "Don't cry"
Let her sing for a while

Enjoy while it lasts
The blues of a lady
That once screamed
Please save me
and got away

Enjoy these sweet minutes
For hours and days
Minutes in nights
and thoughts of goodbyes

Let the lady sing her blues
Don't bother why
Just let her cry to the sound of sweet goodbye

There is a lady in the night
A constellation fair
Lady of the Crescent Moon
You'll see her sitting there.

She wears a diadem of stars
Opals of bright hues
Each color in it represents
A soul who's been abused.

She, who is their patron
Lets them shine like suns
She holds them in the heavens
And cares for every one.

She holds a scepter crystalline
Wears rubies on her sleeves
Her bossom alabaster stones
A tapestry she weaves.

The crescent moon behind her
It's beams are like a flood
It is a second diadem
For she's of royal blood.

AH! You cannot see her?
No. You will not see her soon
You'd only see from VENUS

Lady of the Crescent Moon.

She yelled to her voice
Drunk to her eyes
Slipped to her thighs,

She sung to the skies
Danced with thrives
To light up many smiles,

She walked with fears
Ran with tears
To make paths clear,

Today do we shine
In our beautiful lifeline
Through her blood and sweat that signed.


Fathima Ruhee
@inking__scribbler

Grant it
You stepped in
through a crack
like an assassin.

And yes
your prying eye
did establish how far
you could reach
inside.

Little did you know
Though
that the lady you made out of me
can see in the dark.

"Gullible"
"Bully"
"Risky"
"Courageous"

Red flags you waved before me
for your colourful entertainment
Pillars for my temple
And swords for my angels.

Sailing through the waves of depression
“Oh, Lady of the ocean help me before I sink”
How calm does the ocean look while the storms raging inside his mind
“Oh, Lady of the ocean help me before I sink”
The unknown drives him crazy while the hope in his heart keeps him sane
“Oh, Lady of the ocean help me before I sink”

A captain with only prayers on his mouth and music in his soul.