STALEMATE.
There was a girl,
who was unaware of sorrow,
and lived as if there is no tomorrow.
Chirpy like bird,
and her never ending bang,
and special mention to her to-do slang.
Once road diverged,
and she took the less trodden one,
turning her life to shun like none.
While starting,
she was vigorous as before,
was dreaming to sore more and more.
Hardly she knew,
that despite working hard and waiting so long,
all what she will get is ton of setback song.
Unacceptingly,
she brushed off the dust and stood again,
and history repeated making her insane.
Acceptingly,
she is lying in a sludge,
shouting stalemate like an unbiased judge.
Such is life,
which turned her roses into thorns,
and made a bubbly girl full of frowns.