Fire

What didn't kill her, made her stronger, 

Stronger than she ever believed, she could be..

Probably because that was her only option..

A heartbreak after another, a showdown after much struggle.

Aspirations changing for the need of dime, passions questions in the nick of time

Hopes denied, cried loud in silence, wiped the tears sometimes, often by themselves, they dried..

Yet, while returning home

A grin died, behind the big blessed smile;

customary one, since the struggle is sublime..

Ambiguous it is,Heads a favor, tails a denial

While a lot was made from scratch

A lot remained borrowed from stacks

Outage for being bullied, often prejudiced

For all, the fact remained

A hope was crushed for nothing

A seedling with a Banyan yearning

While the world failed her time again,

she still never forgot to held her head upright

She braved the fight with her every ounce

And with every battle,

she bought an inspiration, to march again

What didn't kill her, made her stronger

while they can blow her fire, the spark remains!!