Poem

A Seed

She is like an angel of freedom
All she knew was to glow like star
She was the apple of her parents eyes
Child she was like a river at play

Sky was the limit of her joy
Like a deer in the woods she plays
But those days melted like ice
She was into a relation anew

Nothing but limitations welcomed her
Restricted her growth was like bonsai
She struggled like a sprout in the earth
Spreading her roots of hope

Nature was hers that of river
Which couldn’t stop its flow ever
Found her path atlast destined to mirth
Proving that failures ain’t destiny of her birth!

@ Raji❤