Her mind strikes,
She does what she likes!
All her heart was broken into pieces,
Still, I've seen her being fierce,
Be it about being versatile,
Or if it's about being in style!
She worships art,
She's never afraid of new starts!
Her confidence is always slaying,
Like the wind, her tranquility keeps swaying!
She will turn into a potent lady one day,
Her proficiency is never going to wither anyway!
She can go on to write,
She often vividly Imagines,
She witnesses how society contribute,
This little poem is a jiffy tribute!
To all the hues of her colorful life,
To the spirit which was instilled within her before being a wife!