She was
like a breath of fresh air,
She was the
only face at
The best
thing about the wind was the way it swayed her hair,
Her smile
turned her face into a picture free of any care
Her Voice
was an eloquent woodnote
If only one
could hear it on a letter she wrote.
She had a feisty
disposition,
But would
show affection in a beautiful rendition.
She was not
one to hide her emotion,
Her embrace
was more powerful than the strongest of potions.
Her eyes
were serene like
With her
you don’t need headache pills.
To see her
in sorrow was
To change
that you would spend all your dollars.
She would
say nothing and would shut everyone out,
You could see
her eyes though
They would
scream and shout
She was
unstoppable at work and bowed to no man,
She was the
leader of her clan.
She reached
the top through hard work and grit,
To go along
she had an abundance of wit.
No one
could take her for weak,
She could
overcome any challenge without the slightest of tweaks.
She didn’t bow
to society’s norms,
If they
tried to restrain her, she was the fiercest of storms.
Her
positivity was an infection,
Helped her
friends deal with any rejection.
Her past
was the silhouette of her bright future,
Fear and courage
were her paradoxical tutors.
She was
like a free bird, no aviary could cage
If you glimpsed
her fury you wouldn’t dare enrage her.
As a person
she could be arcane,
She could
be your best blessing or your worst bane.
Of eternal
bliss she would seem a reflection,
Because she
hid her grief in her emotional cross sections
She was
lost but knew she was headed in the right direction,
Well, she
was an imperfect perfection
Who is she?
Where is she? You may think,
Just look
around, you’ll spot her before you blink.
Awesome, Maddhav!!
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