Somewhere in the deep down lane
She was in search of the real 'her'.
A long journey she started,
Is still in the middle of the road,
Seeking the victory of finding her own.
Scared of coming out from the shadow,
What if they say: "You changed"!
And this thought drift herself again,
From the lane of her victory.!
In the midst of her life journey,
She masked herself,
Peeling off it now finds miserable.!
'Self conscience' poisoned her confidence
To fly high in the sky.!
In search of her own,
She finds herself a loser.!
Confused of her own artistry,
Made 'stepping back' her habit..!
And here she sitting
Holding a pen & paper
Giving life to the lifeless letters;
An irresistible artistry of her own
She unaware of..!
She still stands out hoping
For all her 'unknown' to find a 'known end'