She is a girl,
with luminous eyes.
In the nights she looks at the moon,
Like a selenophile.
She likes the smell of rain,
The petrichor.
Her life such,
Like a fantasy.
She can see fairies having wings,
The aliferous.
She wants to travel aroud her own world,
Like a wanderlust.
During her journey she fells so many times,
In the pit of problems.
But she overcomes it and continued her travel,
Like a free spirit.
She is a girl having lots of dreams,
But no aims.
She is observing her world and surroundings,
Like a flaneur!
