She is Someone Who I can Admire
The Force that became my Saviour
When this world wants women as its thrall
She born to reckon struggle
As an Altruistic sapling of divinity
Her thoughts anointed everyone with prosperity
She dreamt of fairy tale
Forgetting she was the queen in veil
She walked with her closed eyes
Those darkest frozen fires melted into tears
Because she strolled with open heart
Fallen and broken her some part
Then defined herself as a state of an art
She was rigid like stone
And frail when love blown
Emitted flames when problems grown
Exploits herself when everything gone
How can someone own?
When she was consistently
constant on only one
Who burned as the sun
Shouldn't she be the venerated one.
©priya1910
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