The harsh compunction…
Burning in ashes
She chose to ignite the fire
With the crumbled soul
Her perspiration ran on thorny wire
All she knew was her passion
To embark a journey of creation
Of the world, she had once dreamt,
But the choices she made
Let all her achievements in vent
The realisation lead her to raucous reality
Throwing away the entire clarity
She was in bits and pieces now
Looking for answers in a row
Lamenting over the inexorable
Fuming for pain impalpable
She broke down silently

Rust in her talent,
Is all that she could feel
The demise so apparent,
suffocated her in her own veil
Although sun glittered outside
But darkness was evident inside
Looking at the ceiling for hours
She planned to heal her scars

Recollecting her raptured pieces
She commenced a new series
A ray of hope to attain culmination
With confidence and determination
Was enough to reignite the fire
The indurated soul,
Now Strengthened her passion
To reembark her journey of creation