She lived in a phantom of delight,
Her wings were cut to cage her flight.
Her patience and power was discredited,
And so was her self-esteem denounced.
Her thoughts were left despondent
And she never found a mirror which said you are elegant
The world was too much along with her
But it never let her move forward and it didn’t do either
A day came when she started departing her bygone
She finally left abaft vulnerable memories she had prone
She learned to unlace the blocked vision with sand of time,
She found a mask which had never let her to be sublime.
She did not keep blaming the serendipity,
But she kept on weaving with divinity.
Her eternal hope became the elixir of life,
And her adherence gave her dreams a great rife.
She leads her eyes to close upon,
She slowly looked at the horizon.
A sweet small voice came from within,
‘You pursued a goal with the courage of conviction!’
Her self-assessment lead to conscience,
And she learned the science behind art and the art of science.
The world then manifested mysteries of creation,
Being deprived of the rightful authority of this vision, now gave her a spark of elation! |
