Maintaining Hold

Flowers


Her focused mind is losing its hold,
The heart is tending to stroll.
Fervent doer she is,
But the spiritless societal talks are hovering all over her.
Something is missing in the bits of days,
But she is not in any mood to fray.
How long can a kind soul fly;
When the expectations all around are extensively high?
She has never given up,
But the feats, at times, are now getting frail.
Through the cracks of challenges,
She is daring to flourish!
Maintaining her hold on the erratic surface,
She is trying to stride.

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