THE LAST LEAP

The man behind the title, as usual, Achyuth. No words can describe how grateful I am. :) 

In the darkness of the night
By the lone water side
She held her head high
Holding a book
That earned some looks
From the ones that were uncouth

Under the gleam of the night sky
beneath the mankind
She held her book high
Showing it to the lost souls
The ones that were well read

Beside the shore
Feeling the rage
She glanced at the river
Who gazed back with regret
Knowing what it awaited in a moment

Binding the book with love
promises and what not,
she leaped to the right
where the river shed tears
catching another soul
Prey to the society
Gift for the heavens.