This day to her was most awaited,
Feb29,the day was dated.
The day was not as routine,
The day, when she has turned 18.

How happy was she!
Was seen from her smile,
She was so restless
That she couldn't stop for a while.

She dressed!
Just as a beautiful doll,
Let's party!
To her friends she called.

Her mother hugged her and said
"Takecare",
Her eyes were sobbed
Mysteriously, which was rare.

7'o' clock with her friends along,
But i don't know why?
The vibes felt so wrong.

The sparkling light
The glowing city,
Felt to her
Really pretty.

Two bikers
To her eyes flashed,
And a bottle of acid
To her face was splashed.

I don't know when did the table turned,
And her most beautiful day
To ashes was burned.

The acid just didn't torn her skin,
But it also injured, her heart within.

Even her soul can spell her pain,
Her melted eyes couldn't even rain.

This day to her was most hated,
Feb 29,the day was dated.