wandered into tangled thoughts with tightness straining her throat,
she struggled to saunter into ambitious hopes. was stunned by the unforeseen,
in believing; she was not keen. wounded by doubts, she stood unknowingly.
gobbled the poison of melancholy air that felt like suffocation, and yet, she did not care.
who bemoaned misfortune, always says I can't. afraid of those tainted words, afraid to be
hurt, afraid to be seen- afraid she was. but she stood unknowingly.
that is, in the depths of despair, lies a divine, exquisite angel. who stands by her,
with every subliminal battle. who always told her she could, who always told her she is more than capable, as she stood with the realisation
that is, success always comes with failure because it is inside out. for she who struggled
ambling into ambitious hopes, who was wounded by her doubts- who was afraid.
for she who stood unknowingly, found her timeless triumphs.
Comments