Anshikavi

Anshikavi, a name of grace and might, A minute particle, a radiant light, In the world, a shimmering speck, Anshikavi, A minute particle may be, yet beautifully free, With strength that blooms, like a flower in the dawn. In her, the world finds beauty so rare, She's ready to conquer, to boldly declare. With dreams as vast as the endless skies, In her spirit, the universe lies, In her, the universe, its secrets drawn. She's a tapestry of stars, a cosmic dance, In her heart, galaxies, a cosmic romance, Her spirit unfurls, like petals to the sun, Anshikavi, a journey, just begun. In her eyes, the wisdom of countless skies, Anshikavi's grace, in each step she strides, She weaves dreams, like threads of silken lace, A masterpiece of time, her radiant face. With resilience, she weathers life's fierce storm, She navigates through the madness, finds her way, In the chaotic world, she shines each day. Through storms and trials, she'll find her way, With unwavering determination, come what may. With intellect as her sword and kindness as her shield, In this unpredictable world, she'll never yield, She'll climb the mountains, cross the vast sea, A lady of strength, forever wild and free. Anshikavi, in her, a heart so warm, She's a symphony of strength, a guiding light, In her, the world finds hope, in darkest night. Anshikavi, the universe's artistry, A minute particle, yet full of majesty, In her existence, a story softly told, A testament to beauty, forever unfolds. In this tumultuous world, she is the best, A conqueror, a dreamer, so fiercely true, Anshikavi, the world belongs to you. ©?Chitra Arun