Frantic buzzing echoing in ears

Tempting to ignore the rhythm of routine

Waves of worries dancing around

Drawing to fall in the pool of uncertainties

The stubborn heart trying hard

To stop the nerves from breaking n bleeding

Lips weaving a forged smile

To bring her back from the emotional edges.

She was tormented physically and mentally. But she survived even while being on the emotional edges.

She stood her grounds. She proved that she will survive even with a new born baby in her hands. She can’t shut all mouths around her. But she kept her chin always up.

There are many such She’s around us. But who cares?  People may care to torture her further instead of appreciating her rebirth. Alas.. !