No.

Innocent, she nurtured her heart ever since. 
Little did anyone know that a fire lived within her.
Burning and growing with every fleeting moment. 
Holding on, was all that she knew.
A certain restlessness brewed within her.
Breathing became a task. 
She clenched her fists and gathered all the courage, "but.." is all that she could utter with a sigh. 
Nice, obedient, sweet was what the world labelled her. 
More than a label, those words bounded her.
She knew that none of those word belonged to her.
But how could she revolt? 
A lion in a sheep's body that she was.
The restlessness brewed more and more and more and...
"NO!" her being roared.
Everything fell silent.
That silence was empty yet full.
A journey began.
The destination, unknown.
The path, unknown.
The traveller, to be known..

Comments

  1. PS4 January 2016 at 09:52

    Amazing !!!! Sonia, u've got talent !!! Let it just flow :) :) :)

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  2. Anuj Khanijau4 January 2016 at 21:03

    Superb...Some talent you have!

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