Lost Mind Poem by Reshma Dream Is Never A Crime................

Lost in darkness,
On her way to race time.
She never gave it a second thought,
Trying to understand who she was.
Miracle she called herself,
In the darkness with,
Nowhere to go.
Do she really exist? she doubt...................

Love and passion never came her way,
Only madness and sadness dared.
She was completely lost,
Trying hard to,
Make herself strong..............
In this world she had to live,
No matter what she had to face.
Destiny, she called it.

Life was all nothing to her.
Only crying she was familiar with.
She had no one to care for her.
Torturing she faced all tme.
Mind was something she lost control of.
In this world she lay useless.
Nuisance, she called herself.
Dead she was, with a living body.........................


(Read the first letter of the lines to get the title of the poem)