She breathes in the quietness

moves away from all the brightness

She wears a concealed happiness

Far away from all the madness

She runs away from malice talks

Preoccupies with no dead gossips or mocks

Her beautiful mind satiates with flowing streams

Blossoming into new thoughts and dreams

She never stays at the receiving end

Always ready to help, her kind hand

Her feelings are never overt but why?

How easy to judge her a shy!

She knows she can’t change people’s perceptions

Like an unsung music left to many renditions

But still, she is happy to live a life her own

Perhaps no absolute perfect ever is born

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