When I grumbled, I felt distressed When I cursed, I felt forlorn When I avenged, I felt wretched When I forgave, I felt healed

She has learnt to adore her hues She has learnt to embrace her scars And she has also learnt That she is the master of her own stars!

Let there be dark clouds Waiting to engulf me in its dust Let there be stormy winds Trying to tear down my resolve I might trip, I might sob, I might even fall apart But, then, I will rise and I will shine Much stronger and enough wise

Pain screamed, ‘Give up’ Despair sighed, ‘It’s over’ Defeat cried, ‘Not again’ Rage shouted, ‘Why me’ But Hope whispered, ‘Have faith’.