Amidst the tempest of misfortunes,
She stands strong,
She looks at the world in the eye,
With no intention to back down,
With eyes masked with courage,
She refuses to submit.
Never does she let her guards down,
What is she afraid of?
Or may be..
Afraid of herself?
What in the world is even that?
She has seen it all
Basked under the spring sun,
Drenched in the July rains,
Fought for a loaf,
Even roamed the streets in search of one,
Lived in rags,slept on rugs
Never gave up!
That has always been a constant ,
like the stars she loved to gaze.
She is strong,
She has always been,
Courage came to her naturally,
Like a second skin.
What if ?
What if,she HAD to be strong,
Just because she never had the privilege to NOT be one!