Essence

My Dear

Request the aloneness to prevail,
something wants to come out of veil .
Introvert to the core & with shyness without fail.
May the tongues go silent,
As with the eyes she can be violent.
Somebody prefers whispering to enchant.
Ask the restlessness to leave,
My dear gets sigh of relief.
Foot prints of  grace she just leave.
Let the heavinesss of anxieties depart,
Her soft wings cannot give flying start.
Living stressed, she desire to refrain.
Forget to talk about things mundane .
Very inimical , she is to this "gain".
Her vault is full of rubies made from pain.
To pretentious of being sweet & soft ,
She is oddly defiant , and non reliant.
She knows truth always, by being omniscient .
Who so ever oppressed may come,
She just stand by him.
So compassionate , my dear is.




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