Wednesday, January 22, 2020


She was a tender loving soul
Cocooned in a misty softness
Her heart was crafted by a multitude of emotions
Her eyes were windows of her soul
When they looked at her
She looked as soft as cotton candy
Yet there was a hardness within her
And insurmountable strength
Which she drew from the deep reserves within her
The softness in her eyes
Could turn into the warrior
Which she was
She stood at the forefront of chaos
At the start of the battle
The battle in and around her
She plunged deep into the chaos
Without batting an eyelid
She won the battle of life with love n sword
Women !!

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