Come what may,
She stood on her own
She stood by her loved ones,
All alone
She was a rebel
She was strange,
She was loved by all
Yet for her, all were strangers
Once she told her heart felt words,
Then she ascertained,
she never lies
Once she found solace in crowd,
Then she saw
peace in prison
Words took it’s own path,
Various labels and headers attached,
When she was still the same to the world,
She had to shut doors on to her words
All went well, as long as past,
Presently she is still breathing,
Living but not lively,
Boiling but nothing like bubbly
People still love her,
Strangers they are all,
For her Loved ones
Still stood by her side
She loved them alone.
"Just as when I was thinking about many things we "GIRLS" have had to face in life , every-day, every minute, these lines came into my mind. As usual did nothing but just jotted them onto a paper... for the record this poem took me 5 minutes to write.. strange though! "http://prajnadreamer.blogspot.in/
