She
Everyday she reads through the lines
Of her own dream land
She escapes a sign full of ease
And consoles her soul everything would be fine
Everytime she dooms down and loses her hope
To her own dissolving dark self
She stands up again weak
Yet ready to cope
Whenever the world let's her down
Even in pain she fights
With adoring her own flaws
She perfectly dresses her pride crown
Each moment she is in despair
She searches for comfort
And smiles even when
She has nothing but her simplicity to share
Everytime she is deafted
She rises up once more
Only to comprehend
Her own loving self to be beautifully crafted
Copyright © Tithi Kotasthane | Year Posted 2020
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