It's HER!
By : F. Zahra Raihana Zuhri
She let loose her wavy black hair;
Which perfectly matched that elegant black lace she always loved to wear!
The three inch heel did hurt; yet standing firm on it was her unique flair,
She looked absolutely stunning and lit like a beam of flare!
May be that's why those narrow sights that gave her a stare;
Kept on criticizing of what they half knew and things they were not at all aware!
So much of comments, unlike, unwelcomed friends did try to scare;
This Queen of courage and dare...
But never did they succeed for she didn't give a thought to those to care!
Those words weren't enough to limit this wind into your traditional square;
As she flew towards the sky without a single moment to spare!
May be she looks soft as a ripen pear,
But is the strongest from within; and not even with a Durian rind could you compare!
You cannot guess what she is going through while she stands calm and still there,
You cannot imagine how much she's patched up and nothing's remaining further to tear,
Amidst all these; somehow someday she'll reach that destination of success which is
special and rare,
Shining high up narrowing those eyes that looked down at her with her dazzling glare!
Which perfectly matched that elegant black lace she always loved to wear!
The three inch heel did hurt; yet standing firm on it was her unique flair,
She looked absolutely stunning and lit like a beam of flare!
May be that's why those narrow sights that gave her a stare;
Kept on criticizing of what they half knew and things they were not at all aware!
So much of comments, unlike, unwelcomed friends did try to scare;
This Queen of courage and dare...
But never did they succeed for she didn't give a thought to those to care!
Those words weren't enough to limit this wind into your traditional square;
As she flew towards the sky without a single moment to spare!
May be she looks soft as a ripen pear,
But is the strongest from within; and not even with a Durian rind could you compare!
You cannot guess what she is going through while she stands calm and still there,
You cannot imagine how much she's patched up and nothing's remaining further to tear,
Amidst all these; somehow someday she'll reach that destination of success which is
special and rare,
Shining high up narrowing those eyes that looked down at her with her dazzling glare!
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