F R A G I L E

She walks along with head held high,

But in the height, she is pulled down by the shades of past…

She looks through with her steely eyes,

But in the tears, she confronts with her fears…

She smiles and chimes the life back,

But behind the beam, she hides her pain…

She is resolute in her thoughts,

But in her deed, she dissolves in uncertainties…

She is determined in her plans,

But in the execution, she is foiled by indecision's… 

She is composed by demeanor,

But in calmness, she holds the turbulence with in… 

She is loud in idiom,

But in words, she tangles herself…

She is blinded in love,

But in love, she crawls back into dejection…

She talks wise,

But in resonance, she slips into ignorance…

She is ambitious in her design,

But in plan, she collides with reality…

She is basked in beauty,

But on the reflection, she sees the dark…

She is framed in boldness,

But on the canvas of life, she lies fragile and transparent like a glass…