The magical girl

My heart melted

With the voice so pure

The giggle which cheered

Any soul for sure

Her eyes were majestic

And sight anyone would adore

I tried to touch the magic 

Very rare to be seen

Without realising the magic is abstract

Only to feel

Only to enjoy

Only to cure the sadness

Without reason which lies

Only to rejoice and celebrate the time

Only to hold the moment

Inside the beautiful eyes

I lost her sight the closer she was

The closer she was

I could not look at her as my strength 

Only the ruins were left within the ashes of imagination 

Of the world I had believed 

To exist in fascination 

Disappointments made me better

Made me strong

Taught me that novelty can only be drawn

From the sight

From the behaviour 

And no one owns them

They just use it more or lesser

So I call that girl a magic

A ferry who escalated my world which was static

So, I still wait for her

With the same level of madness

As she only made me believe

That a ray of light was enough

To curse the darkness.