SHE IS.....

she is harder than rock, soft as cloud
wipe her own tears that really did me proud...

accepted the change that life brings for her
raise herself up in such disgusting and sarcastic crowd...

still she feels good when she stand by her own side
because she knew well that nobody can hear her voice no matter how much it is loud...

she started pushing the sorrow deep down in her mind
though she didn't uttered a single word but she is not completely blind... 

still she afraid looking herself into the mirror
its just her past filled with worst moments and unknown fear...

realising her mistake made her feel so bad and nervous
but still she is fighting for her goal to achieve a particular purpose...

she looks amazing when she is real
healing her massive wound like this is not a very big deal...


this is just a small poem dedicated to one of my friend who is too delicate and graceful  still fighting with her own real self to understand what she really want in her life and what she should let go. She is fighting with her every enemy and gone through the toughest time in her life...sometime i know her completely but some time its like totally new for me.