Mirror mirror on the wall
Why do you always wait for a call?
Here I am with an unanswered query
To fill in the pages of the worldly diary
Since the time of magic and fairy tales
Dazzling princess had loads of hurdles in their trails
Though elegant and amiable heart was the norm
Their whole life turned out to be a storm
Creating history; traveled the unstoppable time,
So said the delicate frail found her true rhyme
To walk her way not the same yet unique
Being herself, not afraid but mystique
Though the sea is calm, hushed and serene
You never know the depth that’s unseen
The women who simply wears a smile,
Might have thoughts of a pile
When does a breeze, become a cyclone – no one knows
And she too can be a storm blowing away the woes
She paints her life with colors of courage
Believe in it and admire her knowledge
Would you hear her voice, heed her views and amuse?
Would you trust in her choice without any refuse?
Oh mirror, listen to me and speak out your sight,
She too battles life, like a venturous knight.
~Written by: Rtr. Rahma Zuhri | Featured image designed by: Co-director of Digital Media Rtr .Ranula Bhagya~