Let Her Be

Don’t confine her in poems & prose,
You can’t win her over with a rose.

Leave expectations far behind,
When you’re entering her mind.

She isn’t the heroine of your story,
Her past is the one filled with glory.

Raw beauty by definition,
She’s devoid of limitations.

She has bled to the core,
Yet she’s ready for more.

A bruise for a birthmark,
She was fire since the start.

She is truly exceptional,
Her magic is unintentional.

Killing a tide was a silly notion,
That only enraged the ocean.

Let every man witness,
Her demanding respect.

-Nameera.

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